“Mommy when I go to school they treat me like all the other kids and I don’t like that. I want to be put on a pedestal, and for everyone to orbit around me as the sun shines out of my arse. Why do I have to follow the rules?” asked Chester Beadle Mc Vey one day when he didn’t go his own way.
Emma his neurotic overbearing mother was frantic with worry, how dare the world not bow down to her demonic blue eyed child. Gaz could not understand his head was literally gone, Chesta was the best child that ever existed and should always get his own way.
Together they hatched a plan, to ignore boundaries, bad behaviour and over indulgence and instead google suitable disorders that may explain why Chester needed to rule the roost.
Then off to Harley street Emma went pushing her golden goose in his pram that was rolled out especially for the occasion and purchased a diagnosis so that her and Gaz could continue being shit parents and Chesta would have a get of jail card for life.
The end.