Today as i was paying for my fizzy-pop...cans a young lad...no taller than a plant pot no older than a fig leaf entered with perhaps mum dad or simply grandparents, as the elders plodded down the isle lifting the lids on chest freezers he stood on a pallet leaned across a freezer chest in the stance of one of those 70's American police TV..shows...arms out stretched hands the shape of guns pointing at his family...and out of youth came the words.....
Bang Bang....FUCKERS.....Perhaps those few seconds will live in me for ever more...i have never laughed so loud in a shop for a very long time perhaps the word Fuck...means nothing today...perhaps it is written on the side of cornflake packets these days simply with instructions...Open me up fuckers....and eat me....So Goeth....
