Aug 03, 2010 02:54
Mun,
So, you picked me up 'cos of your mate's Howard, and now you actually want to do something with me? Well, can't say I blame you; everyone wants a piece of the King of the Mods; I stick around in the psyche like a determined little piece of lichen, clinging to a rock. More fashionable, though, of course. Lichen's notoriously plain Jane, more Howard's style than mine.
Anyway! I'd go in for some brainstorming sessions, get the old mindjuices flowing, figure out what I'm gonna do while I'm here. I've never lived inside someone's head before, but you seem like a reasonable sort of bird, so I'm up for it!
... All these beardy blokes in black, though, you've got an infestation of 'em up here. Should I be worried about me delicate constitution, with them lot hovering around over me shoulder all the time like a load of rapist fruitbats with mad eyes? The eyes are well creepy, you know. You could tell 'em to let off a bit.
Anyway, cheers!
Vince
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