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I pick Ferretfingers up from youth group and, as we're driving home, he says
"I've got a hole in my trousers, you will sew them up when I put on my pyjamas."
If I had a £ for every time I've repaired a pair of trousers ......
(He once came home from sixth form college with both trouser legs open and flapping like a very split skirt, and an apologetic note from his tutor along the lines of
Anyway, when we get home he alights from the car and proceeds to:
squat in a forcing type posture;
laugh loudly at the terrific ripping noise as the arse seam goes completely;
put his hands behind him;
grab both flaps and pull until the waistband snaps;
then chortle his way up the drive holding his pants together.
They are now in the recycling bin - there is a limit to my skill and patience.
Strawangerl The bloody bugger!
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