We'll call him Master Blaster.
The Master lives about 8 houses down from us, and I thank god every day that Mumma Master is a shit talking, beer drinking, barely maintaining the minimum sanity level required Mum just like me. She's my god damn kindred spirit!
So because our kids are the same age, and god knows misery loves company we see a lot of each other, and the boys love it.
Awwww So cute!
Errrrmm, that's not as cute...
Oh god, there's douche-baggery afoot!
Yup.... what on earth must my neighbours think....
It was at this stage Captain Chaos, when told to hurry up and get his pants back on, exclaimed:
"Or what will happen? You'll smack our bums and willies??"
Don't tempt me boy....
Of course she just thinks they're HILARIOUS
This sums them up completely.
God help the school when the arrive together next year.
