One way or another, i wish this one could be put to bed, and soon. Fed up of hearing about the guy now and its taking over my life.
When i make a brew in the morning, i stir the hot tea and when the steam clears, Vidals face is smiling back at me from in the cup.
I sit down in my car and set off for work, as i adjust my rear view mirror, there he is, Arturo, sat in the back of my car with his mohawk tickling my roof.
At work my boss sits me down for a lecture, nothing he says sinks in, all i hear is the distant murmerings of a drowning duck, because stood there, right infront of me, lecturing me is Vidal.
I go home from a hard days work and give my wife a kiss, then as our lips unlock BOOM he is there again. Vidals head on my missus' body looking gazingly into my eyes, wanting me to whisk him up to bed.
My Son wakes for a feed at 3am, i go down to warm his bottle. As i cradle him in my arms i look down and see a hungry, upset Vidal wanting milk.
This is just a typical day for me right now!