GOODBYE, MY FRIEND
January 20th, 2010 | by Boris
My mate Pete ‘Mr Smith’ Smith is dead, and we are all so much the poorer for his passing. Doubtlessly,
January 20th, 2010 | by Boris
My mate Pete ‘Mr Smith’ Smith is dead, and we are all so much the poorer for his passing. Doubtlessly,
January 7th, 2010 | by Boris
Have some of you shaved apes been bleating about how slippery new tyres are? You have, haven’t you? And some
November 19th, 2009 | by Boris
A long time ago I swore a grim and terrible oath. It was not in a graveyard, and it did
November 7th, 2009 | by Boris
True clarity of thought and purpose are only rarely granted to men in their short time upon this earth. Those
September 25th, 2009 | by Boris
As much as it pains me to tear myself away from relating the follies of my youth to you all,
August 8th, 2009 | by Boris
It does a man good to sleep under the stars. Especially if there is a campfire involved. Reflected orange flames
August 8th, 2009 | by Boris
I was over at my mate Ian Buckley’s place the other night when I was suddenly gripped by a cruel
June 25th, 2009 | by Boris
If you ever needed a demonstration of what horrors occur when a government and its enforcers fail in their sworn
May 25th, 2009 | by Boris
Long and long have I waited for news from the Cave of the Power Lord (also known to those who
January 31st, 2009 | by Boris
“How’d you like to do up a B-King as a project bike?” “Who the fuck is this?” “It’s Eoin from