Speaking of three sluts coming along at once *fnarr*, an associate of mine swears that he was 'broken in' by three dirty old trollops from Abyss. All at once. Said experience scarred the boy for life, apparently. That'll larn him for looking like jim morrison's red-headed nephew and poncing around in leather pants with NO KNICKERS!

Pol may I humbly suggest preying upon drug-addled youngsters at the nearest dance venue? It works in the movies. A friend of mine from primary school is now married to a gurl what he met at a Jazz Bar so you could strap on the Fez and try your luck with the local wankers. If that should fail then go home and try your luck with a Jazz Mag instead.

Where the fuck are ya again?

Poetry: umm who were those incredibly offensive comedians from the UK in the 70s what said 'c*nt' a lot in their routine? I'm thinking about their routine Right Now. "My old man's a dustman, he wears a dustman's hat, he's gonna die from cancer, now what d'you think of that?"

Finally: Public Enemy Vs Dexy's Midnight Runners (~350k mp3), via The Null Device via boingboing. Share And Enjoy(tm)!