Mo "Mad Dog" Stoneskin
People watching is an art form. It requires dedication if not intoxication. You sir are a master craftsman, a black belt in voyeurism, a creator of merciless mirth. Stay out of my local, I’m concerned that you’d have yourself one hell of a field day. (Jimmy Bastard)
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Dark Bambi eyes, cute button nose, contagious smile, dainty frame, proud little pout. She is my princess, my little princess, her father’s joy. She dances, she sings, runs to me when I get home. ’Diddy’ she calls me and asks after me when I’m gone.
Determined she is, a little busybody. She rushes here, there, everywhere. I watch her as she potters about. Careful little steps, pouting as she goes, carrying a little handbag – mimicking her mummy – a little lady and she makes me proud…
She walks across the room to the table. Careful steps, short little baby steps, then looks round at me and grins. My soul melts. Out of her handbag she pulls a star, a chunky metal behemoth of a star. Clasped in her little fist she raises it to the sky, glances across at me, watch this Daddy, and smashes the damn thing down on a chair.
That’s right, my precious little daughter is a vandal.
Vandalism
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