So there I was, arm hooked up to the machine, watching my plasma swirl away into a bag while the morning news dribbled across the screen like a bad fever dream. And what were they showing? A "riot" in Melbourne, allegedly. The sort of riot where the real thugs wear body armour, carry pepper spray and look like they just walked off the set of RoboCop. The people they were beating? A ragtag crew of teenagers and old hippies—probably fresh out of a drum circle, still smelling of patchouli. But sure, let's call it a riot. Now, here's where it really gets good. I mentioned this spectacle to a few people later, thinking maybe they'd share my outrage or, at the very least, give a damn. But no. What did I get instead? A smirk, a chuckle, and—oh, the pièce de résistance—"You should really just let it go." Let it go? Yeah, let me uncork a nice, overpriced cup of coffee, sit back with my legs crossed, and soak in the latest reality TV trash. Why bother caring when ...
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He is sooooooo CUUUUUUUUTE!!!!
P.S. Henry's feet are an added bonus to the photograph, so thanks!!!!
I hope that when i eventually have babies,... they are as adorable as babboo here :-)
Yamini, laugh, giggle, squeal. the whole gamut. As for the tummies. they are both very ticklable.
Priyanka, if your children are anything like Henry and Ezra, then I am sure that they will be the most perfect children.
And Kris I like your conversations with Roddy.
I would second KL's demand. Please treat us to a video of the tickling session with Ezra, Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease!!!!
I'm glad someone enjoys it.
May god grant both Henry and Ez AND their beautiful parents a life full of happiness and joy.
Keep smiling :))