Hey ho here we go let me poke you in the eye with a grease covered spork and take a stab at your intellectual sensibilities with this. Yes I cries to the people!
Gather round the campfire, scorch your faces and burn your laces on the all singing Charleston dancing keyboard ramblings of him that is me, himself and I.
Pull up a log, wipe the grease from your face point your peepers and engage...

So okay, I might have once again build this up a bit? or at least in my pretensions tried to, as only those with not much to say truly can.
So how are you all my gorgeous fuckers, fuckettes and deviant little fuckers alike doing? All well I hope? creating making, and masturbating, all in the name of art and it's many cousins of course.

Myself you may ask? I have many paintings to get through and realise, I have one but sat here mere feet from my seat but alas have been busy with an illustration commision.
But tis for a charitable organisation, that being a childrens hospice. Awww bless the little fuckers!
so Thought I would donate my time and work.
Consider this my good dead for the year over with by march already!!
yay for me a full year free for sin and debauchery!!!
I will post the illustration/s before moving them to scraps.

In other news a fucker of all fuckers of a achy breaky tooth infection has indeed been the plight of myself for many a good month or two now.
So the little fucker is kicking at my gums yet again! Just to remind me his still there, Every fucking time I eat something it pops up its ugly nagging fucking head.

Like the wrinkly pruned old bastard whos door you would knock and run as a kid, the slightest aggitation or mention and his out waving and screaming.
His walking stick slicing at the air like Conan on crack.
Id love to get a dentist to sneak upon the old cunt as he sleeps and wrap his strong grip around that shrivelled prune of a scrawny neck and strangle the living fuckarys out from under his whiny bed wetting y front shitting self.

But alas the cunt of a fucker, this time the old bastard attacks I shall force myself to work through it, as I do now have so many paintings ready to be painted after this commision.
I shall but keep you posted.

Now may I presnt to you to sing us out...
ITS FAT FUCK FREDDY AND THE FAT FUCK FIVE!!!!!!
singing their rendition of 'get that bunny outa my fucking boiling pot bitch'
Take it away boys!.....

One again thanks for watching, youve been wonderful.
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