LouderNowBlue
Senior List
"Did you fight in the posting wars dad?" They ask
"Yes" I say, scruffing my offsprings hair "I served on the Blumour front... we lost good posters out there"
"The flaming was so hot that sometimes the whole board would melt, and all you could see were ignored posters and angry quotes"
"What happened in the end, dad?"
"We won, kiddo, we got the lot"
I look away, a part of me is still there, posting from my bed, alone, but somehow, still mad.
“It’s getting late kids” I say.
“It’s time to get some sleep you have school in the morning”.
“Ok Dad. We love you” They beam.
“I love you too Thylacine junior, Harker junior and MEB Junior”.
As I make my way down the hall I hear a door slowly open. I look back...
“Hey Dad”
“Yes Thylacine junior?”
“Don’t yell at umpires”
“Go to bed you little shit”.





