My life as a male prozzy in London wasnt working out too well as nobody likes haemorrhoids as big as a gorillas nipples... so i packed up my swag and headed to Birmingham, where i got a job at a company who make Vans that dont work very well and are descended from Austin Allegros ( Read more... )

All over London, there are Fake KFC's... little takeaway shops named 'Tennessee Fried Chicken', or 'S(outhern)FC'. Everywhere. They even use the same font and typeset as KFC, n in most cases they prove that 'The secret 11 herbs and spices' arent really secret at all, or simply that every Pakistani, Turk or Pole who cooks themselves up some fried ( Read more... )