The night before the funeral, i got some - i sneaked a young girl up the stairs and past my mum.

I took off her clothes and i played with her bits and she did the same but it took ages for me to come.

Too drunk and getting old...



It was a lovely show for a god i don't believe in.

I couldn't sing a single note at the service.

When they did "how great thou art" all i could think of was my old l.p. of hymns by elvis.

There's no such thing as sin...



I said to laura, "i hope i know you forever and when i'm going, i'm going the viking way. lay me in a boat with my favourite things and set me on fire and send me on my way. kick me out to

."