DISTORTED VISIONS OF ERASMUS ON THUNDERCATS SLIPPERS
It
was a Crazy jack daniels quaffing, marlboro
smokin’, poker playing thang
I had two twos and a four
I was feeling lucky and a tad frisky so I staked both my legs and a gold plated earring which I had found in a latrine near piccadilly circus
earlier that day . meat cleaver cliff grinned a filthy grin as he laid down his hand - a two, a three and a half eaten
digestive biscuit .
the bastard had beaten me !
‘you cheated ! ‘ I lied as
I went about giving cliff a thorough kicking
in retrospect this may have been slightly out of order
but there was no fucking way I was gonna lose that Earring
this is a dark and terrifying
page isn’t it
Mr
ponsonby’s hernia #3 mr p : doctor , the whole of my face has been melted by a
radiation leak doctor : i’m sorry mr ponsonby etc mr p : well fuck me backwards with an iron claw !
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