THE NANJINGER | 2022.06
“What’s up me old mucker, mate, me old china? Oh…me pins are paining, me legs, the old egg and hams. That and me pate that’s not feeling so great as of late; a jackhammer’s been pounding there all through the night. I have downed a bunch of pills, but they didn’t yet bite. It’s all me own fault, nowt but myself to blame what with last night’s carousing: we sure had a skinfull. I was fritzed, out of my head, off my nut, but a hair of the dog will soon see me right. And you how’s it hanging? How’s the form? SSDD? Yes! I know what you mean. Anyhoo, good to talk, now it’s back to the grindstone. Give us a call when you’re game. We’ll swing by. Till then Ciao, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye…”
By M ait iu Bralligan ‘2 2
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