Sprogaholic?

Verily Sprog-watching is a dangerous pass-time these days, but as I believe I've probably said a time or two now.
"I love kids, but I couldn't eat a whole one."

Into town with the weapon, nothing leapt out to bite me today, except this little fellow.

I did have mam's permission, but like a prat chose to not to flash in public, for fear of getting arrested. I've done what I can to it... Sorry Mam if you happen to find it.