Heat in the flat -
Stink of white spirit
We will hide at the station
Where nobody asks.
Friday, 13 November 2009
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
November

They get you both ways.
Readers: Pity you drank it before you even got to the shop.
Self: Now I am cold.
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sorry, just scraping some poo off my "w" key.
Readers: How sure are you that sea-going pterodactyls were coloured the same way as gulls?
Self: One of them fuckers ate my gas card.
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