Yep!
My balls work!
What the f*** do I do now???
Goodbye football, excessive drinking, cricket, skiving (I ****ing loves good skive), peace, quiet, the rest of my hair and hello to ****ty nappies, irregular sleeping patterns, more time at work, dithering around mothercare, stepping on Lego and the increased chances of being prodded in the face by a finger which less than 30 seconds earlier was knuckle deep in a nasal cavity. Or worse?
This could be my last Christmas minus "the creature".
It all goes tits up on New Year's Day!
Is there anything I've not covered?
Am I doomed???
My balls work!
What the f*** do I do now???
Goodbye football, excessive drinking, cricket, skiving (I ****ing loves good skive), peace, quiet, the rest of my hair and hello to ****ty nappies, irregular sleeping patterns, more time at work, dithering around mothercare, stepping on Lego and the increased chances of being prodded in the face by a finger which less than 30 seconds earlier was knuckle deep in a nasal cavity. Or worse?
This could be my last Christmas minus "the creature".
It all goes tits up on New Year's Day!
Is there anything I've not covered?
Am I doomed???