Friday, 8 October 2010

Lucky Little Sod

Spawn sure as hell has oodles of luck. How else can I explain that he ran, tumbled and slid down the stairs holding a pair of embroidery scissors and ended up at the bottom, with the point almost touching his eye, unharmed in any way?

I have to watch him better, and I don't know if I have enough eyes for that!

Now I want to go clubbing (again), to see about pumping up some adrenaline to keep up...

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