Sunday, June 26, 2011

00588 Day 118, Untidy


Dear Mum and Dad

I have run away from home.

Please don't try to find me, I don't want to come back.

If you're wondering, it wasn't because you hassled me about the state of my room.

I was listening to you talking the other night and I overheard what you said about where I came from.

I never minded finding out about Father Christmas or the Tooth Fairy (although I think there's still a chance that you were wrong about the Bogeyman), but when I heard that I had been made up from disused components some guy picked up from the dump, that really pissed me off.

Goodbye forever

Your Son, 530K

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