Possible order of writing the next books?
I - me
II - Audrey
III - me
IV - April
V - Audrey
VI- I don't know, I'm sure Audrey'll find someone weak, untalented and gullible enough to balance it out.
VII- Well, we haven actually gotten this far yet, but maybe Sasha?
VIII- ah we'll have lost interest by now
An interrogation
"Owen why is there no bread left" - my mother
"I ate it" - me
"But there's no butter or margarine or jam or anything, dear" - my mother
"And.... I ate it" - me
"You ate bread? Just raw bread?" - my mother
"Yes" - me
"There was half a pack left though" - my mother
"And... I ate it" - me
"Why?" - my mother
".... I like bread" - me
My mother to teach me that you can't just eat raw bread (she failed):
"Why are you like this" - pretty much my mother most of the time
"Owen! Bread? Really? Why didn't you let me have some?" - my father
"Husband we're trying to teach Owen not to eat raw bread, stop, you're encouraging him" - my mother
"But I wanted some bread!" - my father
*sigh* - my mother
A conversation I had recently with my parents:
"Come on let's go for a walk" - my father
"It's raining" - my mother
"And your point being?" - my father
"We haven't got our coats" - my mother
*runs outside anyway and encourages us to with him - my father
*throws peas at my mother* - my father
*getting hit by peas by an incredibly immature adult* - my mother
An introduction to my parents:
The irresponsible one (honestly he'll do anything. Right now he's taking a nap and reading his history magazine but whenever we get mushrooms in our garden he'll eat them, with no idea if they're poisonous or not despite all the Survial books saying don't eat mushrooms unless you're 100% sure they're not poisonous) - my father
The practical and responsible one - my mother
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Humorous Nonsense III
Short StoryA collection of short stories. Rants, interesting facts, made up stories from the dark recesses of my brain and those who have dared to throw some of their own ideas at me from a suitable 2 meter distance. *some profanity and violence, but nothing r...