By: James “Harper, you bastard!” That bastard Harper’s been at it again. Give me strength. Listen to him, scurrying about like some sort of teenager whose furious masturbation session has been abruptly cut short by a grandparental intrusion. To be honest, that’s not too far from the truth. Swap the ages round and it…
Category: James
Life in Blue and White
By: James Man, I hate that thing. It’s been up on that wall ever since I can remember. When I think back to the days we’d come round after school, and she’d sit us down on the couch while she’d fetch the teacakes, it makes me shudder. Being in the presence of it meant…
Insolence is so appealing
By: James At least he could take some comfort in the fact that there was nothing he could have said or done that would change matters. Votes were cast, the ballots were in and the verdict was there, clear as day. He simply had no choice, no say in this matter. For once, it…