Playstation Blues

It"s ten to one in the morning. i"m lying in my bed. I have so many men to kill there buzzing round my head. My thumb is sore and aches and hurts each time i press, but i got to kill those suckers i"ll teach them not to mess. The bedroom door bursts open. My Mother storms inside. I quickly pull up covers and vainly try to hide. What the hell is this? Don"t you know the time? Her voice explodes in fire I mumble humble fine. The room decends in darkness silence reigns supreme. I"m grounded for tomorrow my Mother she is mean. The next day at the table my behaviour is discussed. My Father nods his head and says i am the worst. A whole day without gameing God my lifes the pits. I"m sure i"ll die of boredom I bet I get the yips. But soon the day is over it"s midnight in my room I can"t resist temptation to pick up and resume. I switch on my Playstation. and put it all on mute. My Mum will never know. I think i"m pretty cute. But what the hell is this i"ve been taken for a mug. that bloody devious Mother. she"s taken off the PLUG!