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.
Hum, four exclamation marks...
ReplyDeleteChristianity, Islam, Judaism and Hinduism perhaps or Mao, Stalin, Hitler and Pol Pot?
I can see why you like it, very scalable.
Looks like a Stephen Appleby one.
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ReplyDeleteI thought it was four chips practising their golf swings getting angry when a worm got in the way?
ReplyDelete(I suppose I could be wrong!)
A bit of "Man of La Mancha"-(ish).
ReplyDeleteThe 'Quest' (mark) will win through ...
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ReplyDelete...but at first glance I also saw the four angry chips beating up a worm.
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I think it plainly says 'Why?' - the ultimate question, never mind the answer!
ReplyDeleteSee? I knew I hated exclamation marks for a reason: too many can be freakin' DANGEROUS.
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