Baby, baby, baby.

Some days, I really want a baby like mad. And I think I must be crazy. Then there are days where I know I'm not.

I hope I get to have a baby or two in this life. I want to share my family with them. I want to teach them to be good people. I want to learn patience and the most life-changing of loves.

I want someone to inherit my fantastic genetics. Cause seriously - people in my family are awesome.

Just when you think this shit can't get any crazier...

- Peter's Mother refers to members of different races as "coloured".
- Neil Gaiman twitters about this project, but shuts up about it after the angry folk at melbournemaniacs set him straight.
- Peter gets fifty bucks from a very kind couple who feed him, let him use their shower and wash and dry his clothes. HE NEVER TELLS THEM ABOUT THE FUCKING EXPERIMENT.
- More gems from Peter's Mother:

( Trigger Warning! We shouldn't give to the homeless cause they're horrible people... )