Cats, Fatherhood

Go F@#$ing Bananas at the Wiggles

A few years ago, we bought tickets for Katie to go see the Wiggles. Unfortunately, that meant that we had to go too. To see Anthony and his geriatric mates jump around in spandex before getting carted out the back and taken straight to A&E.

I wish. Hmmm. The Wiggles. Where to start…

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