Whatever comes to mind before I alter it with the overpaint of time. Mostly satire, poetry and fiction but occasional unreliable fact, as all facts seems to be today. From deepest Notting Hill. London.
Wednesday 9 October 2013
The POP TARTS
I'm forming a girl band to be called the POP TARTS...
Applications are welcome from vacuous, slutty bimbos. An ability to sing is not essential.
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