I don't care if it is in or out!
Corruption can't hide no more!
Nobody is as sick as before!
I am here 0900 like donkey
I am here 1000 like turkey
What you want from me now?
You want me to fly like one dead bird and gwan like scuttle fish hmmm...?
On the fringes of show business lay a very dark secret the illnesses of a need and a certain type of greed which had been filtered to the street like games...played consectively with no care or feeling without and without anyone suspecting.
Feathered somewhere between a computer hacker and everyones elses personnal data
"Who kills people by the means of trying to tell people something, or a specigic someone something...i know i am being stalked...help me....help me " she screams
"This is a case about which kind or type of stalker is doing or organising the stalking?"
"Which type of stalker" said one detective to the other.
"Which kind of thought is the stalkers brain stuck on?" said 1 neurologist to another
"Is it a name, prediction, or place that the murderer is trying to put a link on?"
It had become the game of many pubs and clubs; as to what was the ghost writer (non-specific) behind Natural Flowism going to come up with next if anything but a bunch of nonsense fiction
I woke up and every nerve of mine spoke
As I woke a shock like a quote screamed and sprang from my body looking like a bed with a mattress full of loose springs.
My days had changed. No more hammering it round the M25. Things have once again become calm. Home felt like a very well labelled laundry room. Stark and bare since I sold off all my art work collections, and designs to nowhere
Several couples from the country contacted me and we struck up a currently non-existent deal. They had between them several shops but had struggled to maintain new ideas. Once i began printing and making my designs they could see their way through what I had made. Theie complete business was complete as mine came up for sale.
They found my collections completely inspiring realising how many businesses and product lines they could make by adding my creations to their unusual things for sale
You will have to excuse me he said
"You still driving around dem mash grapes?"
"Eh" she said
"Formented you mean innit?"
"So which fackin murders is it, eh?" Asked the Detective at the Head of the investigations
"A number of them ave donnit so stop facking me about!" He screamed
"A number of them were let go and a number of cults ave started ever tried tackerling it as sucide arranged as a murder? Are you fucking listening to me?" He howls at his crew and team
"Somebody must ave something... i have got a feeling that somebody has grown an alternative assisted suicide thing...you know what i mean?"