Stolen Car Intrigue
Stoppy! Starty! Fucking orange-light-brakists. Slightest sign of amber and they’re on the anchors, pulling short even though five more cars could fit through.
Telemarketing is like liquid arse-beating.
Spas attack
Rat pack
Scatter pack
Long FAQ...
Now it’s time to go to sleep, but my mind is too active and my belly filled with too much churning offal to get any rest. I’d like to dream of cartoon carrots tonight, not the stolen car intrigue from last night, thanks.
What was I doing on New Year’s in 1990? How the fuck should I know? I was only 14.
Charactered accountant made a backdoor charter flight. Why would you plan to assassinate an African president on camera? There must be dozens of riots in Africa before we hear about it over here.
What do we have in common? We both like to eat and sleep, they’re the main things that we do together. There’s a cactus staring at me for everything else. My mind is floating around but then it falls on the floor and goes splat.