Saturday, July 30, 2005
This is what we're up against folks


Found in the alley amongst the usual drift of crap, presumably having fallen off the gate of my nice new neighbours.
'Rob this dog and Trevor Horn will fuckin kill you when he sees you. Dog is chiped [sic]. See kill'
Shall we recite all the possible jokes to be made here together? Or shall we just, I don't know, call Social Services and see if anything can be done to prevent them from replicating themselves?
What's he going to do to me now I've robbed his sign? Erk.