send in the cleaner

that’s too much. there’s only 1 day left but you don’t have to push it quite that far. I mean, there’s just been the one plate circulating round but even then it ended up being a chicken szechuan from wok star and 2 fresh frenchmen from the warehouse. all I need now is a cunning plan to hide the empties, scrape the claret off me levis (he was asking for it) and do a runner with miele and everything will be cushtie. so happens that it’s gonna be minging tomorrow, so I’ve done with poking at people in the street and I’ll get back to prodding at the dead things in the corner and it’ll be all smiles. cheer up son. it might never happen. get me a bucket.


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