CHEST DICKS!

20.9.06

mee


Things happen because we make them possible; I'm a firm believer in dreams. Dreams coming true. Like the first time you lick you're own blood, you know it's all gonna get better from here.
For example. This morning, I woke up to discover I have two beautiful symmetrically placed coldsores adorning my upper lip, and I quickly recounted the night's dream of growing tusks like a wild pig. This gives me hope, fair children, for I now believe I am a seer. Its only a matter of days before I can start tusking through my food, thus being allowed (finally) to eat out of a dog food bowl like mum always told me I couldn't. Morale is - Mum's? Who needs 'em when you've got tusks. I always was a pioneer of stuff. Right. Now I've you know who I am, its time for a story.....