I’m in a foul mood today.
I mean I am in a really foul fucking rock-kicking shit-shifting mood.
No particular reason.
You can blame the full moon if you like.
Or the lunar eclipse [which I couldn’t see because it was fucking cloudy].
You can blame Bloomsday for all I care.
Herself has locked herself in the shed.
The dog is hiding under the bed.
I have to go out now and the car has a fucking puncture.
I think I’ll go and kill someone.
Talk amongst yourselves.