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Sunday, September 25, 2011

Guardianistas! This is beneath you!


I put out a man's eye once. He was the abusive boyfriend of a friend and we knew he'd never be caught. So we burned down a candle, formed the shape of a man, carved his initials into it, stuck pins in it and buried it. Next time I heard about him he'd lost an eye clean out of his head. I call that anecdote The Eye of Natural Justice. I've always been a believer in psychic stuff. I have prophetic dreams, read Tarot cards and spend hours on horoscope sites.

Sigh. Why does The Guardian print this crap?


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