As he pissed the cheap beer into the toilet, Royal Doulton looked like Royal Douíton, with the Y (slantier than straight) forming the accent (fuck grave) on the l/í. He also wished he was dead. Not lower than he had been, not even lower than he had been recently, but low, but not even low, just a wish for death; if death was easy and it could be accomplished by pressing a button - as had been wished for so many many times, the button would be pressed. If we could die just by pressing a button, we'd all be dead, right? I would. He would. Death. Arcnntneacchajsutcjsiiickofjitdnmntcthakniwcjjustjkoloveit?
NEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW paralysed. Paralysed is to paragraph as sodomised is to sodograph. I took a sodograph test. I passed easily as I always do, cos I'm a fucking genius and you're not, retarded fuckhead. Fuckwank. Fuck fuck. I can say fuck. And cunt. There's not a single fucking word I can't say, and you can't say any of them you retarded fuckwankheadfork. Hey bitchm, fyckk this. I hold my breath better than you. I can hold my breat so fucking long, longer than you'd believe. Think of a number of breathheldedness and add some more, and I'll hold it longer than that. Oh sure it does all sorts of brain damage, but chicks dig brain damage more than they do scars you ugly scarrred attention seeikingnd scared little boy who shoould fuck abut nsdoessnt't because you're too busy being scared. All grown up now. Hold. Breathe. Die. He (I) wished he could hold his breath and die, but he never could. Try it. I'll give you £250 if you can hold your breath and die. £250. It's worth a go. £250. That's like $500, but not quite. It's still a lot. Hold and die. It'd be a great way to go, holding and dying. Ciara really hurt my feelings. Ciara made me cry. Ciara lied to me. Mummy too, but that's to be expected. I hate all you fucking fuckers. I hate everyone. Fuck off and fucking die fucking fuckers. Fuckers fuck off. Fuck off. Only I hate me. Fuck off me. Fuck off you. FUCKERS. Fuckreerrs. I'm a betteered fucking drummer than all you fuckinfg fuckers. I'm a better fucking writer than all you fucking writers - courage in my convictions. I'm gonna fucking be fucking famous, fucking rich, and just be able to fucking sleep without fucking worrying or I'll fucking die trying. Fuckers.
So. What do you call a man with threee penisiseis? Three Penis Man. Superfuckinghero to the fucking stars. He sucks in more fuccking air than you ever could fucking imagine andhe sucksyi it in like a fucking breather. Breathers. I hate those fuckers. If I had my fucking way I'd kill every fucking fucking fucker breather that ever fucking breather to me. Fuckers. Fucking breathers. I love no-one. Anyone I ever told I loved I fucking Lied to. Fuckers. Fuck you. You didn't fuck me fucking over, I fucking fuckedc you over. I breathed. I'm sorry. I'm still alive/ Fuck the cucumber castaway, lost at seao. Fuck the whatever the necxt bit is. Suck in the fucking air, breather. Hold it lazy fucker. HOLD. HOLD AND DIE YOU FUCKING FUCKERDUCKER. HOLD THE FUCKING BREATHING. If you won't die for me, who the fuck will you fucking die for fucke?r
BREAAAAAAAAAAAAATHE. No. Don't. Die fuickker. DI.e. Fucking WIlliam fucksng s sereweweard. SEWARD. FUcking Burrouyghts. FUCKING FFAG FUJUNKJY. Sorry. Queer. Junky, Naked Lunch. Suck it in and die. You know you want to. where the fucking fuck ing fucj uing fucking fuck are you:? Send it out fucker. Fucn=ingkn yesnedsned int ioput< SOS. FUcking dsend it out. I beat you by 4 times fucking chilkd. You sufkckcigng sufck,. I beat you. I',m betttera t being fucking worse than you . I ffucking win., i always fucking win. I'd like to ose once, Ibuit I aalways fickoing win. I can't lse. You fucking lisel > IO win. I alwayf s bw9iin. ONECE JUSTS WONCE (INTENTIONAL) i'd like t o lose. But I fucking win everyfuckingtimebecausei'mfuckingperfectandyou'refuckingnot.
IbetIcrymorethanyou.Ibetmypenisisbiggerthanyours. Much bigger.