Howdy.
This is my new - I'd like to say improved - attempt at a blog and I thank you for being psychotic enough to develop even a slight interest.
I decided to make a fresh one because the more I thought about 'The Kingdom of Rantlantis' the more I wondered if it would be useful on top of a pizza. It wasn't going to be long before Dairylee were phoning me up asking for the rights to that title. I also felt it was getting a bit too, dare I say, serious in terms of content. Yes, I was making strange analogies and tearing shit up, but the tone was getting preachier and getting to the point of being almost like a protest page as opposed to a satirical one.
It's time to 'dumb down' and take the piss rather than pretend to be some sort of intellectual trying to change the world in some way. I'll leave that to the cunting politicians.
The message here is simple - immature imagination > mature sensability.
Marc
Enlightening spiels from the land of Whiskey and Shortbread.
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