In Borstal
13/6/95-17/6/95
13 June 1995 - IN BORSTAL
Well, I'm in borstal, ain't I? I've already met some of the other lads, and they subjected me to a gruelling initiation exercise.
I was made to wear a foil jumpsuit and imitate a pudding.
This would've been alright, but I was made to do it in the guv'nor's khazi. He got so confused, he used an entire Toilet Duck on me.
17 June 1995 - IN BORSTAL
That nasty Daddy has inadvertently ejected me from the borstal.
He was trying to have my arms sucked up into a shower head, but his henchman misunderstood the instructions, and instead drove me out of the gates in a "flower car".
I'm now in hiding at Jacob Davids' bizarre golem-shaped pagoda.
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