Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Finding my inner sock puppet



Long gone are the days when Claire & I would flash our titties at each other in the women's toilet of the Woolloomooloo Bay Hotel during an office Xmas party. A decade later, she is a self-respecting mother and pillar of the community, and I'm an international vagrant.

However, being a mother of two, she does have interesting toys like a robot raptor. While the raptor may be steered remotely, its speed and turning ability are not brilliant on carpet or polished floor. It's best to leave it on demo/roam and let it seek out things in your living room. Putting cat scratching posts or sock-puppets in its peripheral vision are good ways to elicit a response.

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