Cynics are overrated (aka Meet the Family)

I have a fucking bite mark the size of a small country on my hand, and it's itchy. One sec, my iPod's stopped working.... Right, sorted. Well, I was reading through some blogs, and some other shit, and realised how cynical people are being. It's like "Go fuck your mom, it's Christmas!" So yeah. Meet the 'family'...

Numero uno in every situation- My Dad.

Okay, so I saved this picture on my computer as "Twatface", and my greeting for him when he walks in the door is "Piss off, you whore/hooker/slut/donkey-rapist", that doesn't mean I don't love him. I mean, yeah, sometimes I mutter under my breath that he should "go to fucking Hell", like, if he's yelling at me for random shit, but he's my Dad, at the end of the day, and I'm stuck with him (Also, isn't that a fucking awesome picture? Yeah, I took it)

Letter number two, the woman with the answers- Jeni (& Callum)

Callum's a little shithead, who is actually insane. But he's four, and under the influence of me, so what else can you expect? He's my adopted brother/son/nephew/whatever- it's awesome- I get to boss the shit outta him and at the same time playfight with him :') Anyway, yeah. Jeni's like my mom/sister/aunty/fag provider- although not the last one any more, she quit -.- She buys me alcohol but makes sure I drink responsibly, gives me condoms but tells me to be safe, and would batter the shit outta anyone who wants to cross me- She's awesome.

I don't have any brothers or sisters or anything, and rarely talk to my aunts/uncles/cousins/whatever, so finally we have....

The best friends in the whole fucking world (:

Okay, so we've had fall-outs, and punch-ups, bad words and tears, but we've also had "mash" sessions, shared the odd drunken night or twenty, and experienced heartaches together. These guys are actually a-fucking-mazing. They probably won't read this (Well, apart from Cody), but they should know that words can't actually describe what I feel. SK, YOU'RE THE BEST!