Slang

Yesterday’s corner time: 8 Minutes.

Isn’t school wonderful?

According to Dad, as an establishment for shaping young minds, it is probably only a close second to a young offenders institution. So, based upon that, I assume that it must be very good indeed.

The last few months have been very productive. I have been studying very hard and can now confidently say, that I am almost fluent in slang.

I think both my parents are pleased with my progress and visit the school’s head teacher frequently to thank her.

They were there again this morning prompted by my praise for Mum’s large knockers. I thought this demonstrated nicely my sensitive and caring side.

I have also learnt that when someone kindly offers you a swift blow to your knackers that it is an offer that is best declined.

Unfortunately, I had to learn that one the hard way.

Matthew.