The random, but sometimes surprisingly connected (but not necessarily lucid), stream-of-consciousness thoughts of an optimistic, heavy drinking, cantankerous, iconoclastic, foul-mouthed, devil worshipping misogynist who gets into fist-fights and lived in a damp barge in the arse end of the Thames and now lives in a caravan and loves to slaughter cats by the flinty light of a full moon while reading poetry.
Um. Thanks. Barman! A beer please!
ReplyDeleteDidn't you know?
ReplyDeleteAnd a very happy new year, dear Chairman.
Hmm, I was thirsty just now but that seems to have gone away somehow. xx
ReplyDeleteThey're taking the piss...
ReplyDeleteAll the more reason to avoid drinking water. If it is entirely necessary, I suggest sterilising with whisky first.
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