I used to lie on the floor with the back of my head on a cushion placed on my mother’s lap. Everytime there was a film on, I would do this. I must have been about 7 or 8 years of age.
It was one of the few times in the day that my mother and I, without reason would be happy together. I don’t whether it was because the film was on, and it meant we could be mother and son without the need for conversation turning into a bloody beating for me, and a screeching match for my mother....
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I hate moths.
Really detest them. They are irritating and just a pain in the ass during the summer time. Following any form of light. If you wore a glow in the dark condom prior to a night of illicit passion, you would be guaranteed to attract the attention of these irritating vermin. I recently had a bizarre dream about a moth. It was a particularly interesting moth in that it was black, and appeared out of nowhere in a dimly lit room, with no actual artificial light presented.
Visiting a friend’s place, we sat around upstairs watching TV; I think it...
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