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So I know what I’m talking about when I say most “journalists” are lying shitheads. I never knew a reporter who could even say the word “corrupt” without pissing in his pants from pure guilt.
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Wall of Death…with a LION!
Bush was president. I thought: Be brave. Tie a bomb to your shirt. Insist on going to the White House. And I wanna have a big hug with the vice president, definitely. And his wife, and the president, and his wife, and anybody else that can fit into the love hug. And then we’ll blow ourselves up, and I’d be a hero. To hell with the kiddie books. He killed Bush. He killed the vice president. Oh my God. It would have been a very brave and wonderful thing. But I didn’t do it; I didn’t do it.
A drink…
Hessle, near Hull, 1977
MUGS indeed
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Cookie.
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