The Ninja
I used to think I was a ninja. When I was a kid I used to have a magic bin, and when I put the bin over my head my mum used to pretend that I was invisible. I of course believed her entirely, and whenever I put the bin over my head she would be like - "oh! You've disappeared!" I was always so pleased! It makes me think about the games we play as adults, and they are not that un similar. We make agreements (not spoken agreements) that when I do this then that person will do that. It's quite subtle the way in which the agreements are made, but they are there. Especially in relationships.
I wish the rest of the world had agreed that I was invisible when I put the bin on my head, then I could disappear properly sometimes.
Margaret ate all the pies I swear its true. Fatty wants us to do anything extra with the perlane part.
HMph! It's enough to make me… Oi Vey! I feel like I'm a character from neighbours sometimes, eh?
