Juggling judgement error…

18 04 2008

OK... So knife juggling is more complicated than I thought...

Matron suggested that as part of my new rehabilitated life on the outside, I’d need a few life skills.  Now initially I’d thought I should do something worthy, like design software or something – but that’s just altogether too sensible.

In my mind I should aspire to something truly splendid, like mime, clowning or gurning.  Sadly my initial attempts at the afore mentioned skills were marred by controversy.  In my earlier life I once hosted a children’s party where I was performing a death row execution of Biffo the clown.  The children failed to see the artistry and beauty of my excrucitiating death by electricity.

After several law suits I decide to change track… 

Juggling. 

Everybody loves a juggler.

But er… practice makes perfect.

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Dreading the spin cycle…

10 04 2008

Dreading the spin cycle

One minute I was happily loading in my socks, then a strange sensation of being kicked, then darkness.

That’s when it started getting wet.

…and now I fear the worst… I’d set it to heavy soil.  Where’s Matron anyway?  Surely she…

Oh.

I understand now.

*sobs*