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In my fridge I found a carton of exotic juice from some time ago. I drink it for the vitamins and I used to like apple juice but after the village children started throwing apples at me it started to taste SOUR, LIKE MY FEELINGS, I switched to EXOTIC JUICE which is like pine apples and baner and that purple one that is on the cover of the juice which is filled with yellow mashings? But this exotic juice had been in my fridge for some time like may be two weeks and its taste had gone all sharp and spicy and sour. But I do not have much money because of the government and I cannot waste EXOTIC JUICE because it costs £1.60, so I am drinking it even if it is outdated and/or a little stinky.

I am drinking it and it is making me feel a little light in the heading and triggering some feelings that I want to blog about…… So I think…….

I do not know why the village people do not like me so badly. I was PROVEN INNOCENT OF CANNIBALISM 110% BY THE POLICE, AND EVEN I PUT UP POSTERS, but all I hear in my tall ears is “oh gurnen why did you eat that guy (my father)” which I DID NOT!! But even before that generally (circa 2008) I was not liked. Back then I was studying GAME DESIGN at Grunton technical college and also a short course in DAIRY MILKING incase the GRINTON DAIRY was hiring. It was not.

Back when I was at college because it was a smart and tidy place we were not allowed to call people names, but people called me names anyway, and I got in trouble if I called them names back. To solve this I invented my own bespoke swear word to use so that I would not get in trouble as nobody knows what it meant. This was “boge.”

“boge” “boge off” boget about it!” it has the right sort of feel as a swear word but is not one. So I did not get in trouble.

And I think now in this year 2026 it is time to resurge “boge.” I can tell it at the village children and they cannot get their mothers to knocking on my door about it as it is not a real swear. I also think it is ironic that the mothers get all hot and cross about my swearing when their children is THROWING WHOLE, HARD APPLES AT ME. Or may be it is just sad…

Beverly says that they keep on teasing me because I am “rising to it” by crying about it and stamping my foots and stepping on the apples. But I am sensitive and when the crypain starts in my eyes and cheeks and mouth and all over my head really I cannot keep it in. Like a whole egg in a microwave the pressure cracking my tough exterior and all of the interior runnytude coming out onto the spin plate whatever it is. I wishing father was not missing as he was good at telling me what to do to be more stronger….

I think the EXOTIC JUICE is giving me a mouth ulsar….. ouche….