Matron suggested that as part of my new rehabilitated life on the outside, I’d need a few life skills. Now initially I’d thought I should do something worthy, like design software or something – but that’s just altogether too sensible.
In my mind I should aspire to something truly splendid, like mime, clowning or gurning. Sadly my initial attempts at the afore mentioned skills were marred by controversy. In my earlier life I once hosted a children’s party where I was performing a death row execution of Biffo the clown. The children failed to see the artistry and beauty of my excrucitiating death by electricity.
After several law suits I decide to change track…
Juggling.
Everybody loves a juggler.
But er… practice makes perfect.
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