tiddly - STINKS!!

Today Michel is sad. I just lost humdinger of a game of tiddleywinks to Willly. Three hours long. NO BREAKS! Unless you count the five minutes it took to pick up and clothe mother. She kinda got stuck in the shower again. I didn't even realize it was humanly possible to voluntarily get into the position she was in, but there we were. WILLY WAS OF NO HELP. He just kept asking if she needed him to wash her back, or if there were any other "problem areas" she needed help with. She slurred something about how she's been lonely lately, and that SHE HAS NEEDS! And then she called me a pigfucker. Sometimes i wish i didn't look so much like father.

Maybe now is a good time to talk about father, or as mother calls him, the biggest mistake of her life, no wait, THAT'S ME! She calls HIM The God of Darkness. He wasn't such a good man, He would to be gone for months on end. Each time he came back he would say something about how he was "Born to Run", and that "you can't keep a good man down!", and "I will beat you if you don't hand me the rice!" I really love father, that's why i got him a "Born to Run" bandana that christmas, just before he left for good.