Thursday, 7 August 2008

Frank Honesty And Acquired Tastes.

An oldie, but a goodie.

The post. Not John Hurt.

Oh, alright. Both.

Ashtray voices make me weak at the knees and fuzzy of thought. And what's so wrong with wrinkles anyway? There are very few people where I could see a wriggly, toothy, blood-covered beastthing burst forth from their chest and still get the cosmic horn about them. So thumbs up, John. You're in a very select club there.

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