When your mum waits in the 50 metre long queue at the butchers in Eastwood Village you sit at one of those tables outside right??

Well it was during this time that I happened to spot a cute little boy and his mum kneeling beside him just outside the shop, and to my horror, she looked like she was putting her hands down his pants or something D===

(ok, well that's what it looked like considering that his back was towards me)

So then I came to the conclusion that she was taking a quick inspection at whatever was smeared allover his undies (ie, that he'd pooed/weeed in his pants), but then she stayed in the same position for like, a whole minute. And then FINALLY, she removes her hands from his crotch, and then:

BEHOLD!

A plastic sandwich bag filled with yellow liquid almost up to the brim!

GROOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! ><""

What was even more gross than the concept of emptying the contents of your bladder into a sandwich bag held by your mother is how (since it was filled almost to the brim) she tried to twist-tie the bag whilst spilling urine allover her hands. Euurrghhhh ==. I hope she didn't proceed to buy raw meat, thus contaminating everyone else's dinner.

Ewood is the dirtiest place ever.


I would be screwed to write about scuba camp, but there isn't really much to say besides SCUUUBBBBAAAAA CAAAAMPPPPP!!!!!

Yeah and we saw octopi in the water!