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I Grew Up In The 80s In England: We'd Wake Up Each Morning And Look Out The Window To See If The Government Had Finally Put Daleks On The Streets.

Good Morning Sinners. Vampiric Red Bull Intake In Pub Smoking Compound Commenced. Day Of Heavy Brain-fingering Ahead.

My Neck And Shoulders Are Killing Me. Hard To Focus On Writing About Murder, Doom, Shagging, Our Hopeless Future & Other Comedy Etc Etc.

Journalism Is Just A Gun. It’s Only Got One Bullet In It, But If You Aim Right, That’s All You Need. Aim It Right, And You Can Blow A Kneecap Off The World.

Listen To The Chair Leg Of Truth! It Does Not Lie!