Hell Hath No Fury Like A Karen Told To Wear A Freakin’ Mask
Whilst Waiting For T-Stain And The Sycophants And Their Evil Plot To Destroy Me
And So I Write To You, Because He Called For His Mom As He Begged For His Life
Nurturing Good Doggy Manners With A Taoist Flow
The Wee Wanker Learns To Bark, UGH, At Everything
The Joyful Abandon Of Puppies On Grass
Can We Just Make Dystopian Hellscapes Fiction Again?
And So We Go On A Weekly Wear Out The Pop-Goes-The-Weasel Walk To Euston
A Peek At Where I Hang My Hats
Musings On The Misguided Buying Habits Of The Tea Deprived
Ignorance May Be Bliss, Cept When It Kills Ya, Then We Call It Something Else, But What Do I Know
My Tips And Tricks Of How Not To Become A Jabba The Hutt, For Anyone Who May Still Give A
Oh, Ya, This Is Bringing Up Some Ghosts Of Grey For Me
Another Letter, Life In Lockdown Of Your Favourite Heathen Introvert, And A Life Hack
So Mom, Lex Is A #CuomoSexual
