BACKE ON TEH DRUGGES AGANE!

Well loyal reders all good things must come to an end and such is the caise with peat's sojourn in the HAPEY PROMISES REHABB CENTRE AND LUXURY GARDEN SHED SHOWROOM at a secret location second left after the Litel Chef on the A303.

It hav been a chalenging journey from DEGRADDATION to SOBERIETY in wich i
hav confronted many INTERNEL DEMONS and come to an understanding of miself
as a individaual and a artist hem hem you kno the story. Infact they make you rite it all down on a bit of paper chiz chiz it is like skool. here is wot i had to rite:

THINGS WICH PEATE HAV LEARNED IN REHABB

1) Rehabb is weedy.

2) Ppl will beleive anything if you cry abit after you sa it THE FULES.

3) The trick with the sqeezy botel of child’s WEE in it do not work we hav
all seen withnale and i do you think we were born yesterday doeherty you
CLOT?

4) The curse of the moden world is FELEINGS wich everybode bang on about all
the time like a lot of GURLS.

5) i could murder a litel bit of heron crack canabis kocane catermine glue
or just the sniff off a MAGIC MARKER.

When you leave rehabb everybode make a grate fuss they stand round in a
circel clap cry boohoo sing YOU AR THE WIND BENETH MI WINGS and do a grate
many other weedey things.

“peat hav made GRATE STRIDES he is a creddit to Hapey Promises” sa the
Direcktor SMILEING HORIBLEY and handing over mi CERTIFICAT.

“wot grate STRIDES are these eh they donot fit him eny more peat hav PILED
ON THE POUNDS since he sakked the GERE” sqawk a FAMILIER VIOCE from the back
of the crowd. it is AMEY WINHOSE she sip from a botel of yoplait yogert
drink which strangely have the words WITE RUSSIAN writen on it in biro. She
look like a large HAIRBALL wich the cat hav cuoughed up and make mi insides
MELT.

“Ah, AMEY yor presence and beuaty hem hem hav got me through this ORDEAL” i
cri. “I trust that wen you have beaten yor own ADICTIONS i shal prove worthy
of yor LUV but i am not holding my breth.” She SCREME go wite well witer
than ushual and run out of the room shouting BLAAAAAKE BLAAAAKE BLAAAAAKE.

Will we mete agane? I AM CERTAIN WE WIL......