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The Fantastic Letters Of Prof Scrub

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The indigo children


Dear Scrubs of the World,

My mother thought I was an indigo child. Perhaps that is why I remained on the breast til the age of 5. I don't know. Perhaps that why she did not toilet train me. "Pee where you like professor, pee like the wind" she used to tell me. And so I did, I pee'd where I wanted, and when I wanted.

I never got punished. Not for setting fire to the house, nor throwing the goldfish out of the window. I was never told off, just smiled at and encouraged. "Your an Indigo Child my precious, you are at one with nature". And that is how I grew up, free from rules, boundaries or discipline.

Maybe that is why today, I still feed from the breast, from any breast I can get my hands on. And maybe, thats why, I still pee where I like, and often poo. In the neighbours garden, under the street lamp, in the museums. It just comes to me and I cannot help it.

Mother, you made me what I am today, and I too, now truly believe, I am an Indigo child.

Scrubs, if you dont know what an indigo child is: Indigo children is a term used within the New Age movement to refer to children who are alleged to possess paranormal attributes such as the ability to read minds.

I have such amazing paranormal activity that I attract attention wherever I go, I achieve greatness with every act I commit - and it is why the ladies keep flocking to me - I cannot help it - I am blessed.

Your bright star,
Prof Scrub

  1. Blogger purplepangolin | 11:01 AM |  

    There was a documentary about this on Channel 4 (Cutting Edge: My Kid's Psychic) I saw some of it and it was very disturbing. Some blog posts I saw afterwards said that it was effectively child abuse and I would be inclined to agree.

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