Manchester is shit

Why didn't you all take my valentines advice and write lovely messages on your grim towns. Shame on you. On your rug. My eyes bled when I saw "Sarah P loves cok" but I guess you illiterates and illegitimates were bred to miss the point. If you wanna play with toilet writings go to Sheffield or summin. There are some classics like "I Eat Food" and this music tinged Scot wall-blah. But like Poland, you were occupied with other things for too long to make an effort.

Thinking about it, neither did I see anyone painting the town with lights, like I told you in my blog. Isn't the internet supposed to revolutionise communication in such a way that I can say jump and the world says "for my love" in a beautifully synchronised Pointer Sisters pastiche? So here's one last idea for you, and don't fuck it up. It comes from the brilliant and innovative street vandals Wooster Collective. The idea is so simple I can't believe my lazy laconic mind didn't come up with it... make a massive giraffe. DO IT!- to begin your new quest click here.