Sunday, 10 February 2013

living in a bag

times are tough, i'm writing this from a roadside service station, i can't name which one it is cause some government types are onto me......i'll just say it has all three (father, son and holy ghost. for an explanation of this see my earlier post, or haven't you been paying attention!?)

anyway, living in a bag isn't actually so bad. it smells great, i have all the grease i can bath in and i get to wake up and eat burgers for breakfast. they also have gambling machines, which is needless to say fucking awesome.
i can commit lots of crime here cause people are just coming and going all day and don't notice me stealing their wallets as they leave..once they do notice they are halfway down the motorway and i am going the other way down the motorway to the next services. BOOSH!

ok, later chumps

M.M.M

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