I might add to this 'madness melange' of ill cult programming:

TODDY 'bone-thin' dressed up as a woman and parading down the stairs in an ORANGE WIG...plaits hanging down, upon either side of his head...and accusing me, in the middle of my assembled family...of being 'without a heart'...I retorted angrily that he was just PRIMPING.

My whole family then began to chant PRIMPING, PRIMPING, PRIMPING around him...whilst dancing in a circle around him...my siblings and parents...as they had been programmed to do - i.e. to become DR SEUSS crazy creatures...and they didn't stop until 'crazy MOSSAD hairdresser' as in TODDY....gave up.

The PRIMPING eh?

That sounds a bit like PIMPING?

We had all decided to 'mince' like gay hairdressers....holding up our limp hands - left and right - in conjunction with our high-stepping dance movement in a circle, around him...chanting loudly as we could " PRIMPING, PRIMPING, PRIMPING..." and he couldn't control any one of us, at all....and so TODDY had to give up in the end and disband whatever he was trying to do...we all laughed at him.

Shades of frightening the crap out of RIMINGTON during that 'bonfire night' at the bottom of the garden...after she had tried to kill my tortoise...didn't manage it and then thrown him on the bonfire...we did the same kind of 'dance' around the bonfire which frightened the life out of her...and I can still hear the sound of her 'hysterical heels' upon the stone paving upon those paving stones...skittering and sliding around...as she ran, hell for leather...yes, the GYDE FAMILY, when they all worked together - were the very worst nightmare of the ill and their slaves.