-Some times I think about simple pleasures that go straight to the blood meat. The red stuff that's wrapped around the bone.
These are different to the things that stimulate the grey thinking meat, which enjoys Complex things like computer games, philosophy, and love affairs.
-I've just been driving around Scotland with a girl who can drive, light cigarettes, change a goodly proportion of her clothes, read a map with both hands, and eat a MacDonald's breakfast, while coolly passing a parked police car.
-Been doing allot of bacon cause nobodies mentioned 'mad pig' disease yet. Or mad chicken, or mad fish.
-I think that there is more to this primal scream thang. I reckon there are primal groans, primal grunts, and primal sighs, as well as the primal whinge, which cuts through you like a suddenly liberated length of super tensioned wire releasing, its energy as it passes through a lump of brain tissue.
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