"Today, Arthur (which is our dog) is having his testicles put out and he can't eat or drink within two days, and it's really sad for me!" =[
Direct quote from a letter written by my son to his teacher last night. What heartens me is two things; one, he feels he can tell his teacher anything (I'm pretty sure I never talked bollocks to my primary school teacher. Secondary school definitely, but not primary); and two, he'd just come back from the dentist which is never fun, and he was more concerned about the dog than himself.
And he spelled testicles right too. Who says modern education is a failure =]
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RandomEverybody is somebody else's weirdo: I suspect I may be many people's. Consider this a brain dump, or indeed a Brian dump given the misspelled pseudo-entity who lives in my skull. Tangential thoughts, comments, ideas, and general Brianisms from the...
