Richie Rich007's blog post

Just had a horrid thought about the next few months as the days become lazier and the the nights gather in strength.
It's coming up to my worst 3 month period, this starts with bloody h(E)lloween (shit band but they understood), parents dragging their children round strangers house demanding sweets and then telling them for the rest of the year not to accept sweets from the same people. Especially him at no9 with the funny walk (no not me).
Then my birthday. ('nuff said,sic).
Then friggin Guy Faulks, why burn him, christ we should be in mourning the fucker didn't succeed. Guy Faulks means hundreds of kids letting off fireworks for the next 8 weeks.
And lastly and best (worse) Christmas. I hate it so much, it has no meaning to me and all the factories are shut forever so I don't have any work. Things ease up for New Years and then thank God a new year.
The Gates of dispair are looming large as the dwalf with the pointy stick pokes me through....get lost little man I know where the eagle is flying and the toothless lady laughed are you still reading well thank you and goodnight.
P.s.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy<repeat alot>
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