I am Diaper

• Published:November 9th, 2008
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Most of my days start in the studio props room, filled with sad tacky items, which themselves fill sad and tacky porn sets. One night I must of fallen from my usual resting place, into a box of nick-knacks below. And that night I was awoken by the sound of the sea. Lying there in the darkness I felt the cool breeze and smelt the salty ocean as it ebbed and flowed in my grateful ears. Gradually I became aware of Gods presence. Filling me with love. Hot tears came and I felt choked up. And so I slept under His watchful and caring eye. Next morning I awoke to find that I’d fallen onto a seashell.