Men Behaving Badly.

Let’s see what’s going on on the telly now. Oh. It’s Men Behaving Badly on UK Gold. Let’s see what the lads are up to.

Gary: Hello Tony.

Tony: Alright mate? Fancy some beers and some birds?

Gary: No. Tony. We are not men. We are empty, souless vessels. Joyless, sexless cocoons, made of pale and sickly shells. Impotency, once a distant fear, is now a crushing inevitability. We are both dying, methaphorically and physically. I despise the man I was, I pity the man I’ve become.


Gary: And you owe me twenty year’s rent. Get the fuck out of my house. Your stuff is burning on the lawn…

(Seems a bit bleaker than I remember.)


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Abseiling into trouble, a sewer rat staring at the stars. Disgusting. You can assist my search for the one ring by buying a Kindle version of this diary from here. It has some other stuff in it, and a dreadful cover.
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