Back on the Druggs yet Agane!

I waike up brite and erly at 3 pm as is my custome and am prepparing lite braekfest of coacane heron katemene small splif and a litel methodoan to take the eddge off the cracke wen I realeise my pesonal articels ar mising. this is all mi worldley goodes i.e. suitecase shoese cuopel of old mens porkpie hats powarboke colected works of tomas de quincey QPR scarfe and mobiel phone.

“I sa you chapps” i arsk mi new flatt mates “did yuo tidey my stuff up?” They al sniger and sa “mayebey the clening ladey took it hur hur wy doant you rite a song about it?”

At fist i am anoyed but then i relaise it is good to be divested of materiel goods it is wot a peot requires. then O CRUMS i remembar mobil phoan contane intimet pictuers of cate and me “celabrating” aftar she win the Mrs Joyfull prize for Rafia work from Topp Shopp. Basicaly i am giveing her one as she lie ther koaked up like a piel of laundrey sendinge text mesage to sir philip Grene. Bang go my insurence polisey and £10000000000000000000000 grand from “news” of the world!

Now i wil hav to go to rehab in ordar to sell my storey about it wen i com out GRRRRR! Wot is a chapp to do?

I will tel you next weke!