Sunday 12 October 2014

Repetitive-Inane Injury

I used to have a spaceman's helmet when I was very young. It used to hurt my ears when I put it on cos it was tight and the mask would always slip down when I wanted it open. It used to annoy me when I played with it, but I put it on every day. Why do I have fond memories of that helmet? It makes no sense. Like the warm milk we got in school. It was horrible to drink, but I liked milk so I always drank it thinking I liked it, but never did. My sister used to buy me white chocolate mice that tasted like hairspray... but I always ate them. I'm still like that. Slow on the uptake. Am I weird or are other people like this?

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