Miss Contradiction and I got extremely smashed last night. They let us into the SoSo Bar for free. Clearly the grand plans of a cover charge have already been destroyed.We also witnessed one of the in-ceiling speakers falling down. Already. I offered to fix it for them but they took the unusual approach of sticking it back in with Blu-tack.
Jason also started stalking and harassing both of us. More on that on Monday.
I checked my old phone and don't have the video of Jason. I don't know why I ever imagined I would have kept it. But I did find a picture of Jason asleep on the couch at Bad Smell's place (I can't believe I lived in that dump for a year), wrapped in an Australian flag to match his blue Good Guys' shirt. He works at the Alexandria store in the whitegoods department if anyone is interested in hunting him down.
If I run over him in a car, do you think Bob Geldof will bother to organise a benefit concert for him? Because I don't want him making any money out of my hatred for him.
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I'd root him.
There are many people in this world I'd root. Jason isn't one of them.
Looking at that picture makes me want to regurgitate my breakfast.
Anonymous, my dear. Do yourself a favour and don't go there.
If only for your own safety.
I can almost smell the foot odour and hear the deafening snores through the screen.
I like it how the light reflects off his bald patch.
I like it how he's just as annoying on-screen as he is in person.
And just as much personality.
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