November 19, 2009
Righting A Wrong
My good friend Dick Puddlecote has committed a cardinal sin. Visit his place (if you must) to witness the obscenity he has posted.
The picture above, which I queued up for outside Athena in Manchester, for four fucking hours, when I was 16, went up on my bedroom wall and stayed there. It was irreplaceable. This stunning visage was tattooed on my brain forever. No-one could remove it. Until today.
Puddlecote, you bastard.
My eyes were scorched when I looked upon that abomination you put up. To remove such an image from my brain I would normally turn to drink.
But I am in a dry country, you twat!
I will nurture the pain and plot my revenge.
This isn't over pal.