Tuesday, 12 October 2010

My cigarette butt of stars and my actual butt of corporate oppression

I will write the post here, in this space soon, until then feel free to imagine one.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Lies.

TimT said...

Can I respond to the imaginary one now?

I like the bit about the chocolate ducks, but I rather disagree with your feelings on dishwashers. I am ambivalent about the passage beginning 'in that time I was living in the steaming wet core of Brazil with two trilbies and a monkey' and ending 'one sock, battered, please, on the rocks', but it's literary power is undoubtable.

Responding to the various questions posed to the reader during the piece: yes, no, yes, yes, why not, because I prefer donuts, and yes.