07-11-09, 07:41 PM
(07-11-09, 08:56 AM)mr.pure Wrote: It came about one pretty damn cold Sunday afternoon when I was trying to shift some "dreadlocked Father Christmas smoking a number" sweatshirts that I'd designed from a bridge in Camden.
It hadn't gone particularly well and me and my mate were getting well bored with hollering "Merry Christmas" so before you know it, it had evolved into much hilarity and drunkenness with us offering good tidings of "Merdy Mish Mash" and "Flappity Chip Chops" !
Sold about 40 of them all told and didn't get arrested so it was all good.
Saw Bob Holness too.
ALl of that was self explanatory of COURSE !!!!! TO mystic meg.
Always has the answer to lifes dilemas.

