A quick perusal of today's papers reveals there is bum-all in them, apart from the usual grinning fools and lying assholes.
To save me wanting to punch a horse, I'll love you and leave you.*
* Probably only til tea-time. In between I'll just grind my teeth, read some books I don't actually understand and listen to Suicide (That's the name of a rocking band, mum, don't worry. I'll see you tomorrow, obvs).
Sunday, 23 December 2012
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