Click the picture. Dare ya.
Here’s me, doing my best “I’m not a rapist” face.
On the 2nd November, Annie Player and I sauntered off to the Save Rubyyy Jones Revue, at The World’s End in Finsbury Park. And wouldn’t you know it, I just happened to have a camera. So here are 131 photos from that fabulous night. Feel free to take them and circulate them in any way…
Here is a picture of Jamie Oliver’s willy and sperms. (I didn’t know whether to go to the gym or add willies to photos of celebrities in Microsoft Paint. This is the result.)
…thought these condoms were a good idea? Who thought that these were what London was missing? Who got paid for this idea? Shit like this winds me up no end.
Sex without intimacy is just masturbation. I said this on twitter recently, it was retweeted by 24 people and criticised by one. Yet I found myself stewing on that criticism for a number of days – I was accused of being smug, because I was openly happy. I get accused of all manner of things…
Perhaps you know Annie Player. Perhaps you don’t. If you don’t, she’s an evil genius who will make you laugh harder than you can possibly imagine. This is the hat she edited for me.
Me, at the end of the world (near Wivelsfield).