Tuesday, 10 January 2012

my flat face

I know my face is flat, unlike A's or other rabbits'.  Yeah, I get a little conscious about it sometimes, but the thing is that, if it's good enough for A and Kay and the ladies I've dated, then certainly it can't be so bad!?

Anyway, for a long time, Kay would beat herself up so much over it.  She would tell people that it's her fault, that as a kid she went through this, 'all boys are icky' phase, and sat on my face when we were younger and squashed it while coo-cooing over A, so it ended up like this.

Kay sure has an active imagination!  But the truth is, I was born like this.  If I felt like my face had been squashed, I would have remembered it, even as a youngster.

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