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you know when you see films about the apocalypse...or global disease and destruction....etc etc
you always think that if it really came you'd be hanging on the coat tails of the hero.......you'd survive or be given the spot in the bunker or be given the oppertunity to let new love to bloom out from under the mushroom cloud....you'd have a plan
well.....no.....no happenin.......we're gonna cough up our lungs and keel over in someones barely cared for flower bed after catching the death flu from some bint in somerfields when all we wanted was a starbar and a bag of fucking steak McCoys...........rotten...absolutely rotten.
i hereby declare myself dis's resident swine flu doom merchant....i'll be making it my schtick to jizz out my fear and paranoia at every oppertunity until we all die or the danger floats away.
god help us all.