this thing of awe was made for me (in 2004: i knew the picture would come in useful one day) by a deeply, deeply pissed off and unhappy bloke in subway who'd just handed in his notice because he hadn't been invited to the staff christmas party.
actually: talking to him for a couple of minutes i could maybe understand why. i watched him very carefully to make sure he didn't poison the fucker or put razor blades in it.
― grimly fiendish, Thursday, 24 April 2008 21:23 (seventeen years ago)