I'm ever so sorry...
But on account of My mother being a self-centered promiscious beatch of a butterfly vampire, and my father being a half-assed sick minded blue moron from hell, I have ostriacised myself from their presence...
Sadly, this means I have nowhere to go, nothing to eat, and NO BOOKS TO READ!
They never loved me anyway.....
Dad used to call me a b**tard, buy me third hand clothes and say I was the mailmans child, and when mum wasn't busy dolling herself up for a night on the town, she would just flick her damn-well bloody rogue-red nails at the nearest microwave and say
'get your own dinner honey-bun!"
That was -sniff- all the attenttion I got....
As a result I am putting myself up for adoption on a first come first severed basis.
So basically whoever kills who got there first...
One might also add that due to the fact that daddykins liked to kidnap the social service operatives, I am on not on any 'child at risk' lists, and my birth certificate is actually an apology note from the durex company that Mother and father have signed...
(They only did that because they got a free trial offer in return...)
In effect this means I can be treated in anyway my new parents see fit because no-one will know about it...
-sighs-
Oh well..
I tried....
-puts his 3-d glasses back on and grabs a teddybear-

