05 Sep 2006 • 1,039 views
Have you ever had one of those days, when you're struggling to arrange a cluster of large plastic lizards around your head and simultaneously theres an all too real african grey parrot in the other room, making repetetive demands of you? And the plastic lizards just aren't working out and the parrot is going on and on and on. And you get so flustered with it all that you end up hurling the plastic lizards onto the floor and screaming at the parrot to "SHUT THE FUCK UP".
On days like that I'm always thankful that I've got a plan B and a local pound-shop, where just this morning I had invested in a blue bucket and some blue finger paint. Everything works out in the end. My calm is restored.