Everyone of these words I carved myself upon a leg I found in an alley. When I say 'found' I obviously mean 'bit off an enjoining body'. When I say 'alley' I obviously mean 'my parents bedroom'.
This is just some of the many scribblings I wasted my teenage years on. As you may pick up on as you read, i was 'a bit of a cake' back then.
This is an ongoing collection of wordcakes I waste my current days on. As you may pick up on as you read, I still 'love to smoke milk'.
STILL TO COME:
Cliff Richard in anyone over the age of five. waaah.
