This was my only painting. It’s the only one I ever managed to finish before I died. That’s right I’m dead; I’ve gone for good and nothing else will follow. Sorry if we didn’t get a chance to say a proper good-bye but it was as much a surprise for me as it may have been for you.
It’s the only painting of mine on your side of something they jokingly call over here “the fence” so look after the bloody thing. I’m working on a couple of new paintings over here and if Edvard Munch will leave me alone long enough to be getting on with them they may actually be quite good. He’s a real pain in the arse is old Edvard and wants me show him how to twitter and blog and other bits and pieces.
We’ve only got one computer and Jackson Pollock hogs it all the time the drunken, miserable, son of a bitch so I might not be posting that much but I’ll do my best. If I spot God I’ll let you know, but Da Vinci has been here for bloody years and says he’s never met the girl.
Anyway, got to shoot, I’m meeting David Ogilvy at Starbucks. He’s pretty pissed about something I wrote a while back and has been hunting me down ever since I pegged it. Yup, they’ve even got Starbucks over here; over here on our side of the fence. I just hope I can smoke in there.
It’s the only painting of mine on your side of something they jokingly call over here “the fence” so look after the bloody thing. I’m working on a couple of new paintings over here and if Edvard Munch will leave me alone long enough to be getting on with them they may actually be quite good. He’s a real pain in the arse is old Edvard and wants me show him how to twitter and blog and other bits and pieces.
We’ve only got one computer and Jackson Pollock hogs it all the time the drunken, miserable, son of a bitch so I might not be posting that much but I’ll do my best. If I spot God I’ll let you know, but Da Vinci has been here for bloody years and says he’s never met the girl.
Anyway, got to shoot, I’m meeting David Ogilvy at Starbucks. He’s pretty pissed about something I wrote a while back and has been hunting me down ever since I pegged it. Yup, they’ve even got Starbucks over here; over here on our side of the fence. I just hope I can smoke in there.
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