Happiness is a plastic bottle

We are one man down at work so it was a busy day.

My son was very excited as he had found a car that he really wanted. He’d arranged to sell his other car and then he went with his girlfriend to go and collect it.

While we waited for them to come home Willis was chewing a plastic bottle. Happiness is a plastic bottle.

It’s been an exciting evening as the car was stolen. He’s been stopped by the police. They have returned home without the car. He now doesn’t have a car and he’s lost his money.

This day will not be forgotten