Send me ____________ through my E-mail at the footy(footer // bri'ish)

Ello, there. A bellow from the origin of slavery. Not to bring up any bad memories... It's 2025, thanks.

However, like the commercial need to rise to keeping up with the appearances of those who are in reciept of shedloads of, "FACKIN' MANEY", and, yet, blood-lined Adidas... As if the point of power is to wield others' misfortune like a grand sceptre you beat, 'lower'-racial-classes (or, LRC's - because Britain keeps you out with terminology and banal pre-ordained insight wot ur not privvy ter) with.

Anyway. That came off a bit like bollocks. Or, premium potato waffles. Birdseye: A healthy dose of Autistic and OCD tendencies for the British Public.

Could've called it that... However... I like to alienate and ostricize people with perplexing mental conditions: IN MY OWN RIGHT.

I don't do this for genuine updates on my life. Not after the cold response of... mild piques...

[I genuinely think this is a good one.]

Write in, if you think otherwise, however. It's healthy for at least some of you to tell me to kill myself, whereas the other portion will think it, yet, have better things to do: [email protected]

(italics may have their uses, but, it makes your inferences too fucking easy, eh? Sometimes I just think: "fuck it.", and also, "oo. Her tits are big.". Nach ea?)

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"I never thought to say this originally, because I wouldn't like to lose myself in a Social-Vacuum-Esque Hellscape.
Purely if you think I have something to be understood, or anything of value...
Then, and, only then.
Be a Fan.
I'm opening up the idea of conversational ramblings. I think I'm naturally born reactionary, but instilled within silence. Don't be silent...? I'm a rational Human-Rights advocate, and I create my own kindness adverse to systems of Politics, wherever possible. However I'm Just not a fan of Tories. Irony, however... makes me look at Hugh Dennis differently. Like a Human. Not a Toffee. Or John Cleese. Or countless other wealthy Artists I, "couldn't possibly", relate to."
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