Daniel Bashford

I switched to wine _ for better or worse and carried over _ rather shuffled back to the table with an overflowing pint of __immie Crickets Finest Burning Bum Bitter,_ or words to that effect. Is there such a thing as one-word bitter anymore? __gt Stiffies Severed Nippy._ __air Of The Bastard Dog That Bit Me._ __he Devils Own Salty Piss._ I__e never had a pallet for bitter. I was mainly a girly-drink-drunk.

Death finds you in such strange poses. How long can you cry, until the rivers gone and dry.