Everybody has stories of horrible pet deaths.
HAPPY FAMILIES
For my fifth swimming lesson I was thrown in at the deep end.
DEEP END
It seemed like the end of the world.
SUBURBIA
I dreamed my parents were aliens. Too frightened to sleep...
NIGHT SWEATS
17 days after I was born, the then Prime Minister of Australia went swimming and was never seen again.
BYE BYE HAROLD HOLT
Every night little elves came and run their fingers through my hair making elflocks.
ELF LOCKS
My auntie let me have one of her budgies. Lucy was beautiful.
THE BUDGIES
When I found the black bikini-bottoms on the jetty, it was pretty easy to guess who they belonged to.
STRANGERS IN TOWN
Step on a crack, break your mothers back.
STEP ON A CRACK
It is easy when you are going down steep stairs, to imagine yourself tumbling, falling, perhaps flying.
GOING DOWN
We always had lots of pets growing up. They always died horribly.
EVERYBODY DIES
Every night my mum used to send me down to the laundry to get peas out of the deep freeze.
DEEP FREEZE
Step on a crack, break your mothers back.
VICTORY GARDEN
Travelling North in the family van, building sandcastles. Lots of sandcastles.
I OWN THE BEACH
We used to keep chooks when I was growing up mostly little bantams.
HEADLESS CHOOK
Lindas nose was full of snit. Filled to the brim with a hard yellow green crust.
SNOT EAT IT WHEN ITS HOT
A silly comic drawn left handed whilst waiting for Tig to make dinner.
LEFTY
Never lick the ice_tray.
ICE ICE BABY
The last time I tried punching anyone was in 5th class.
THE PUNCH
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