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.
CR.
5 comments:
Do you mean this article?
Look at it again, can you, and check I have got the correct link? In fact, look at it once more after that, just to make sure. ;-)
Now you're just being mean.
Priceless lol. Four hours eh Captain, guess there was no Hariet Harman in those days or you would have seen the errors of your ways. :)
Man alive, posting that is just uncalled for!
I know!
The man remains unrepentant! Just look at his goading comment above.
I think an intervention is called for.
CR.
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