yeah but the title was a bit me giving it the side eye you could have named it third and that fat cunt with a jamaican uncle who only visits him on the rare occasion that pork bbqs are being served with baked beans. in other words when the uncle wants a change from the jerk chicken and the flavour some home made kurdish kebabs.
But yeah fair enough i just felt like you were doing a counselling thing like josef k/nucleus and i would hope I at least have a bit more of a higher standing round these parts.
What arcane pronouncements do you want me to expand on?
Is it that I'm not obsessed with the capitalist construct of the cult of the brand spanking new?
I can certainly get into that later...