its strange y know,even to this day at my age,when im shopping with my mother
i still cast a quick glance at the sports mixtures,wine gums,midget gems rack
thinking of my youth when i had teeth
only to be rudelly awakened from my daydream
by my mam saying come on young rogue hurry up and choose we will miss the bus
i sadly leave the supermarket dreaming of days gone by,of jubblys,spangles and joe bazooka gum
then i get another wake up call off mother
i hear her voice seeping into my childhood memories
she says you are one lazy barstard you son
mother has sworn omg for the first time ever
im that shocked
i nearly fall out of the trolley.