| name: |
ArseJuice |
| age: |
old enough |
| lives: |
London |
| works: |
Self-employed |
| into: |
Weird Stuff |
| booze: |
Never off it |
| fags: |
Park Drive |
| listens to: |
No one |
| watches: |
The Neighbours |
| reads: |
Daily Mail/Telegraph |
| hero: |
Norman Tebbit |
| cunt: |
Changes by the week. This: recruitment consultants (do they ever listen?) |
| bribe me with: |
A compliment |
| ashamed of: |
Dying my hair blond in 1996 (still haunts) |
| could live without: |
Oxygen |
| sobs at: |
Andrex Ads |
| gets hard/wide to: |
Songs of Praise |
| regrets: |
Not telling Frank Skinner to fuck off when I had chance - cunt! |
| wants: |
A bigger cock |