A new series perhaps, unpolitical but full of venom and bile, to try and push my readership towards to 1,000 a day mark, when I can get proper pound coins from adverts instead of just the usual death threats.
I shall undertake to document some of the many countries I have visited. Those reading need to understand that with the exception of two girls from Sweden who I met in a Knightsbridge Hotel a long, long time ago, I hate pretty much everyone. And everything.
To be offended takes YOUR permission. Resist. Let the water run off the ducks back. Send no death squads.
Read the next thrilling instalment.
Scottish CUNTS. Free CD. Coming soon.