Monday 2 March 2009

Chapter 1: Starts & Beginnings

Hi. My name's Bryn. It isn't really, but, you know. Fuck you.

Before we get to the rancid meat of this disgusting hetero burger, my emotional Winalot (which ironically involves me losing a lot), here's some jokes about eating human flesh to create an artificial atmosphere of friendliness and calm.

Why did the cannibal cross the road?
For to eat someone's face off.

What did the cannibal have for breakfast?
Scrambled ex on toes.

What did the cannibal have to eat at the Marillion concert?
Fish's fingers.

What's a cannibal's favourite fruit?
Plums.

Why did the cannibal go to Snowdonia?

Cos there's always a bunch of dead fucking idiots lying around the place.

What's a cannibal's favourite dish?
Cock o' van (driver)

Which shampoo is a cannibal's favourite dish?
Head & Shoulders

What's a cannibal's favourite Nick Cave song to eat?
Left Fried Hand

Why did a cannibal throw Simon Weston in the bin?
Cos he was burnt

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That's the thing about first impressions. I always make a pig's anus of them.

However, if you feel compelled to ever return, I will make it worth your while. I've got plenty of stuff to say about poo, wanking and crisps. You know it will enrich your life in ways undreamed of.

Your friend and hero,

Bryn Boranga



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