I was a perfect child...
... as I'm so frequently reminded by my mum when I'm home for a visit. I always went to sleep and slept through the night, was never sick, always smiling and singing to myself and generally a happy little bunny.

Then I had a month of rebellion for three years of perfection. I swallowed silica gel, toilet duck, bleach, ate a poisonous plant and shat myself in the Ice Cream aisle in Iceland.

Bloody brilliant month I tell you.
(thants, Fri 18 Apr 2008, 15:35, closed)

Just out of interest
When was this? Is the date at the bottom of the post when you did this?
(donkeysoup Was last seen on, Fri 18 Apr 2008, 18:24, closed)