Fucking kids

I ran past Gertrude’s house tonight in my Asic Gel Tarthers which are green and white. I also wore a green and white vest. It was a bit too matchy-matchy, now that I think about it. I just went steady. Passing Gertrude’s house I saw some fucking kids had covered her front wall in swastikas and that’s out of order, whatever her war crimes were nobody deserves that. The war was ages ago. But it also could be my opportunity.

I own a pressure washer. I love pressure washing, it’s my favourite thing. Often think about leaving Spar and setting up a business where I pressure wash the fuck out of shit. Can’t look at a building or pavement without thinking about how much better it would look pressure washed.

This is what I’m thinking. Next time she’s in the shop I’ll tell her I’ll come and pressure wash the swastikas off her wall. Not actually sure it’ll take off spray paint but I’ll give it a jolly good go.

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