I shunned treatment at first, I wanted to try and resolve my issues without turning to medication, but as the days went on I became worse and worse until I finally gave up. I loathe using my medication as a crutch to be functional, as it reminds me of what I couldn’t do myself, but in my heart...
I tried to hold myself together, to be the jovial, mischievous yet affable man that I wanted to be. And yet, and my mind fell apart I became more and more antisocial as the months ticked by until my default setting was hostile. I was aware of it all, and despite my efforts to hold it together...
You know, I’ve got something to confess. I really want to get this off my chest. My trademark silliness aside, I’ve been thinking a lot. About life, about who I am, even more so thanks to the lockdowns. And I must say that I’m sick of the man I was, of the things I did to those I alienated and...
Go on pub crawls and rack up a list of bar tabs and criminal records in the double digits?
YUS
THE ROZZERS KNOW ME AS THE
SNATCHER OF SPIRITS ON SATURDAY NIGHTS, THE GODFORSAKEN GUINNESS GULPER, FOR I AM THE BEVERAGE BANTLING OF BRIGHTON, AND I AM HERE TO STIR IN YOU FEAR, WHILE I NIP TWIXT THE...
You look like what would happen if Gordon Ramsay had a staring contest with a wall, thought it looked at him funny then jumped face first through it just to teach it a lesson
Now after the much needed cosmetic surgery he looks like his father is a weeaboo bin bag and his mum is a mountain range
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