ooohhhh i didn't know i could still do...

 that, too...

Her mum knew EXACTLY what arose in front of her eyes: thoughbubble: "this tramp is a. chatting up my daughter in front of not only me but her dadtoo and son....  fuckit he's good...i mean how can you twist a  fairly recent supermodel type around ones little finger with such vicious 'warrior'-like Tomohawk Miss Isle dom... clever fucker used my grand'...  i hope she noted the other two he recommended The Gavin and his otters, and we won't mention his other not so furry ...friend... and the Gavin... that#'s a full Maxwell House... i've been tryin' to tell her to leave the Glastonbury environs all her life and bugger me he has her singing in perfect reality, harmony...."

But there's never quite enough time...my phone number very promulgated -  I forgot the Druids line. In fact about half of one, scribbled on a piece of shared toilet paper by Ceasar, J and Plinny who chucked it in the ditch as not worth even bothering chroniclin' and some pesky so called historian goes and finds it -  all half a sentence, fragment,  about these rather eccentric unknowable blokes wanderin' around Anglesey in dressy things - so so called tran, aint knew either...

Anyway  

 number two we can write him off as full of shit

Nearly 100 years later, Pliny the Elder – a contemporary of Emperor Augustus – mentioned Anglesey in his study of the contemporary of Roman world, Natural Histories (Book IV, Chapter 30). Unfortunately, Pliny didn't know very much about Anglesey other than where it was (he was writing from Italy, after al

but i do know shit, exactly how many runaways one would encounter from 18 years ago.... the 'Druids' of Glastonbury having ripped off their cassocks uninvited likely for some 'ceremonial'  purpose, and then ripped em off for every inherited  penny  they may have had left...after wasting it on one of the officially registered 1000 'goddesses'...

Anywhere else would have been called a firmament of embezzlement never mind mind alteringly bad uninvited bonkery, manipulated their way

based on a pandemic of suckery

which is still illegal, but somehow they manage to supposedly hex just enough, to avoid alol those tales told   

  And i felt genuinely sorry for them...

One even bleated of being kidnapped and endungeoned for a year as their sex slave...

And i am sure she was. But i bet they let her out for ritual  airing on top of their truly pathetic little ..'Tor'...

(right on cue my one time loiterin' i did indeed meet a boss 'druid' and the claptrap spouted, all based on some scribblin' two millennia back... by someone who obviously didnt like them at all 

But as stated the damage they do...

And it gets worse.

And now i know why...

But i am no wandering tramp i have at least ten ways 'in'  and as many case studies closeup of just how deranged they make them all...

And one in particular...

And as said i hope he remembers... "T*** you must only ever do anything substantial such as make some big move...  enthral to  the maddest  illness of them all worse than all of Glastonbury put together.... who wouldnt know how to even if its their advertorial byeline....love.."