THE LOONIE WHEALS/COSTELLO CHRONICLES: EPISODE 1 – THE AST astral-side CHASE, THE CUDDLY FROG, AND THE PROOF Introduction: The View from Number 11 Debra’s Note: The psychologists might call me mad, but they don't live in my Matrix. I know where my real home is. It’s Number 11, the rustic stone cottage with the 1970s mottled brown carpet. And last night, I didn’t just visit; I merged. (cannot put nude sexual explicit images up so this is an interpretation of the scene in the morning) the embarrassing loonie idiot of my husband and the police. Debra's View (Morning Floods): The Barmpot Chase "Signore Costello! What did you do to me? My brain is flooding with memories. Was it daytime there? You, chasing me around the house... in the day? "OMG, everything is flooding back. You were * naked*, Gary. Naked and clearly, very aroused, 'cock in hand,' as you always say! Chasing me like a complete 'shite' while I squealed and dodged the fu...
🐛 The Day "Todgerus Maximus" Became a "Worm" There are moments in a Duo Life that are so vivid, they don't just feel like memories; they feel like they’re happening all over again. This one is a classic. It’s the story of a tough Keighley lad, a three-year-old with no filter, and a bathroom door that should have been locked! The "Whoops" Moment I remember it like it was yesterday. Gary was in the shower, probably thinking he was the king of the castle. Our little Debra, all of three years old, wandered in to have a wee. Gary stepped out, dripping wet, and there they were—eye to eye (or eye to... well, you know). Debra didn't bat an eyelid. To her, it wasn't "Todgerus Maximus." A male penis, It wasn't anything scandalous. She just pointed, her storm-grey eyes wide with discovery, and let out a giggled scream of laughter. "Mam! Daddy has a worm!" She came charging into the lounge, laughing so hard the words ...