 | I was in critical condition due to a spectacular hangover, attempting to drink a coffee in Covent Garden, when it occurred to me that the word "terrorist" has been stolen by governments of the world. It used to mean something to do with twats blowing up innocent people in order to make some sort of incoherent statement, but now they've trademarked it, all it means is "enemy of the state". So I sent Fat Dan a text trying to explain all this in words of one syllable, and jokingly mentioned that we should market t-shirts reading: |  |
 | "That's a great idea!", exclaimed Fat Dan, gaily, "Let's do it". And that's exactly what we did...
...about six years later when we finally got around to it.
Well, they're here now, yours to own, and I'm sure you'll be beside yourselves with excitement since up to this point there were only four in existence, and one of those got eaten by rats in Nicaragua. It was my favourite one, actually (t-shirt, not rat) and I still think about it during lonely moments. |  |
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