You know, there’s something that will always bring a big, cheesy grin to my face no matter how bad a day I’m having (not that I’m having too many at the moment), but…
Waving to a little kid who stares at you, smiles and gives one of those kindy of wobbly waves back. Makes me feel better every time.
Thing is, in Oz nobody thinks I’m weird because I wave at kids. Back home I’d probably be locked up for being a pervert. Which I am, in fairness. Just not that kind.
Someone please take this shovel out of my hands and stop me digging. Thanks.
It’s alright, we all know your “secret” turn-on is crowd-surfing.
Naked crowdsurfing if you want to be accurate.