Did I mention that the Bullet got an electric guitar? And that his cousin, Blackbeard, got another?

Yeah. I thought it was a great idea. I cleared out a big room where they could practise, and they set up their amps in there, nice and cosy. Then another fucker arrived with a bass and a stack of speakers bigger than Bon Jovi, and after that another bollix appeared with a kit of drums the size of an industrial kitchen.

They’re in there now, trying to play something by Pantera. Well, actually playing the same riff over and over at a million giga-potrzebies of power.

It’s lucky all my neighbours moved out years ago because of the smell.