6 FOOT ASIAN
Blister on my thumb from writing too much. Sigh.
Fair enough, Hitler was an influential character in history, but he didn’t mean enough to cause me to rub the skin on my thumb to a fleshy bubble!
So, this summer… I’m off to CMARfest in Germany. It should be a splendid time.
Then, I arrive on the shores of France to rape and pillage, I shall only be raping and pillaging one female however, so no need for national panic. English on French soil for three weeks; if I don’t get into a scrap with at least one of the locals, I’ll be surprised.
I don’t speak French so my compliments and gratitude may get pig fucked and warped into some pig Latin insult.
THEN! I’m off to the Isle Of Wight to something called Bestival. I’ve never heard of it and probably won’t like half of the bands there, but alas, I’m going with good company and I’m going to dress like Hugo Ball in his cardboard costume for the festival and recite sound poetry before the bands come on.
Until my next message in a bottle, I bid you farewell. To be honest, I don’t care if you farewell. I don’t know you.
