I Really Must Find The Time To Phone One Of My Mothers.

As that is what I always seem to find myself doing.

While we're all waiting for a National Apology Tour to find an Opening Act.

However I really must phone this mother to inform her that I've got a copy a Palastanga and plans to invest in a massage gun. So she's pretty much redundant at this point.

Anyway. This mother has the phrase; "Works Like A Trojan."

Unlike some mothers. 

https://www.huffingtonpost.co.uk/entry/james-cleverly-questions-robert-jenricks-decision-to-wear-hamas-are-terrorists-hoodie_uk_66fb94a5e4b0ccc050c4513b

I think this means; "Works Hard," (Perhaps Anally).

Anyway.

Years ago I brought a cheap green hoodie with the Trojan logo emblazoned across the tits. In order to give one night stands a reason to go home happy.

I've recently dug that hoodie out again, to protect me from corrosive alkalines. In the rain.

I really must give that mother a phone.

Possibly to send her a photograph.

Possibly to invite her to a chance to see it in action.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vJ-JHDHQD9Q&pp (Skunx, Let Frederiksen, Official Video, Rancid).