Igor, Titor and Cher LOL!

I remember when I was a sprog I had locked my sock puppet Igor in the bathroom for two hours lol. But I wasn’t a bad kid lol. I don’t know what got into me lol. I would've regretted it earlier, hadn’t my sister been taking a shit, therefore he would have had company I thought lol. She flushed him down the toilet lol, lol, lol!!! That’s how I lost my one and only friend lol. But my sister was not a good girl lol. After a week or so, she locked me in there with her imaginary friend, a weird guy called Titor, while I was talking to Mom’s toothbrush, which would not speak to Dad's LOL. When I got out, she had also changed Dad’s calendar on the kitchen wall LOL LOL. Twenty years had passed lol. And it seems everybody actually fell for it LOL. Grandpa died under the impression he was 115, Mom and Dad thought that I was dead, since I was missing for 20 years, and my sister who knew of course that the year was 1976, not 1996, ran away from our little town after being inspired by Cher’s song Git Down (Guitar Groupie)LOL. She was also witnessed spraying “I'm a git down-guitar groupie, And I live from riff to riff” on the walls of our high school.

LOL