Larkin wasn't wrong.
I travelled home to see him, and all I could talk about was the state of my belt.
Playing a game of chess, I was transported back 20 years, to a house where I'd go to score coke.
Serious trauma does funny stuff to your brain.
I'd like my money a whole lot more if it had a picture of one of these four heroes on it.
Modern culture is conspiring to make me a confused old man.
Spiders are shit houses.
A semi-naked man's guide to dealing with estate toughs.
An experiment in which a wedding DJ doesn't play shit music.
When you stop drinking, you worry that no one will find you interesting ever again.
My wonderful son has replaced me with a 'Cardboard Daddy'.
Here is a list of ideas. You can use them in any way you see fit. I don’t care.