My fingerprints

I don’t remember the nursery taking my fingerprints. I guess I must’ve committed some kind of crime while I was there the that necessitated taking them.

She doesn’t do anything else

This is my sister's description of our mom:

I find the last line depressing – “She doesn’t do anything else”.

All our mom bought from the shop was bread and crisps apparently, that was our diet, bread and crisps. Actually I think that may have been accurate.

We have listened to music from the 1970s

Here is a picture I drew of four people dancing to music.

The four people, perhaps members of a shitty boy band, appear to consist of:

A woman in a Burka;

A green man proudly showing off his enormous, erect penis (You can’t tell me that that is anything other than a giant green penis. I mean, okay, I guess it could be his arm. But it still looks like a giant penis);

A blue man, also with a giant erect penis;

An AT-ST walker from Star Wars.