So will someone please tell me what the f*** has been going on. Somebody must know. I don't know who to be pissed off with and I want to BLAME somebody.
You can't blame the board for selling him, we've probably got a nice sum of money for someone who doesn't want to play for us. If you have to blame somebody then blame CKR or his agent.
I blame Judas. He had silver in his hands and gun-barrelled fingers with alcoholic bullets as he drives through cities handing menace and babies to the unsolaced.
f***ing Judas.
There's always a flammable hound on the scene. Something with an acidic tongue i'll fail to trust as i sleep with one eye open and the sound of nails scraped on my window piercing the studio of my cochlea.
I do not like McGhee, but i suppose i'd pat his head hard if he nestled in my bed. CKR, now, needs to be put neutered or spayed with the bell round his neck heavier and less musical.