Jack Straw is a serial killer. The sort whose neighbours say 'such a nice quiet chap. Keeps himself to himself.' Until the police break in and find he's got a fridge full of severed willies and a month-dead rent boy sitting on the sofa. Look at the face, for God's sake. Look at the eyes.
It's Fred Westminster.
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Actually Obo I posted it up first then everyone took it from me
I found juliette sniff
not that I mind but credit due where it is due
She must 'write' professionally -it's just too good for a part-time scribbler.
I don't even dare leave a comment there, it would drag the whole thing down.
(By implication that shows what I think of Obo's writing)
She doesnt and she is longing for a book deal...
@Henry ... sorry.
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