Heres a little something I cooked up for my old mate Phil, its called Sexy Eggface and came into being due to one of the many deranged text messages we send one another to keep ourselves sane during the interminable boredom of the working week, His never fail to get my freak on.Phil has a Spike Milligan style nack for insane names and scenarios (he has, like Milligan, also spent a few periods in the bughouse) which then fly through the ether into my mobile and then onto my brain, at some point I want to put a book together written by Phil and illustrated by me just so his talent for the totally absurd isnt wasted
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