Anons, I went on a bit of a journey.

This involved a flood, fire, the tree of life, dancing around Darley Park,

repaying the debt, a little girl named poppy some liqorish and some absolutely fantastic people and attempting to take our fucking country back!

How did I end up in the Royal hospital, better not ask sir Jimmy Saville or Hussain.

Who would of thought oh so simple autistic me.

Peace prosperity love, respect and happiness to all nations new and yet to be discovered.

Love you all anons. No Homo not required.

Peace out

Would love to of gone for a spliff….