13 June 2003 — 10:21

You're currently 3 years old, but have a never ending energy. Arnold, Julian and Richard are your 'fathers'.. well, they aren't, but since you appeared out of nowhere in their doorstep, now you're their child

Arnold and Julian are in the living room, resting and completely exhausted from staying up all night up because you had a stomach ache till dawn, and are finally resting while Richard bathes you upstairs. It's finally silence.. maybe way too silent

Julian: "I'll never, ever, make jokes about parents ever again..."

Arnold: "same here.."