Born on a wednesday noon, somewhere in the midlands, they´d mistaken half his brain for the afterbirth and threw it away. Since that day he always needed someone to look after him his half-hearted mother gave him away so his halfbrother took care brought him down again since he was only running upstairs took off the clothes of he´d forgotten to take off, Another reason for why he never had any friends: He was unbearably forgetful, dumb and smelled. On the day his halfbrother died he had to start to grow and look after himself, got a part time job in a library Yeah, you know the story, he never finished a book, eventhough he´d started them all. One day, in the pub, after work, having half a pint he realized for the first time that there was something missing in his live for the first time he was aware of his lonelyness what caused a flood of half pints till he got thrown out and stumbled towards home. From the next day on he was looking for his woman but of course, none of those he´d chosen was anykind of attached to him. He got very frustrated and depressive drunk ways too much and smelled remember the little restroom - problem! This also didn´t help the situation. He was so sick and tired of his half-a-live that he´d decided to commit suicide and shot himself in the head. Nothing happened of course it was the wrong side of the skull - the one with no brain. He was taken to the hospital where he, packed in bandage stumbled into a person on the corridor packed in bandage, too. But oh-god, it was a female with her skull dressingon the opposite side than his... Half a year later they were married and when their child was born - oh what a miracle: it was fully brained. He was the most happy person on this planet eventhough he was still unbearably forgetful, dumb and smelled... So, their private life became more and more difficult, she slept when he was awake, she shut the door when he wanted it open... their love turned into hate and one day she took the child and left him. It looks like femals can deal better with half brained lives than males. She went back to her home where she still lives her half-brained life. But he drawned in deep depressions again, became worse than ever before and, yes, one day he took the old gun and...Boom... this time he got the right side. He´d learnedn something after all... One brain´s not enough for two Marcus Testory, 09.August 1999