Richard – died of poverty from killing rats
September 1666 – London. A plague. Fucking rats
fucking everywhere, spreading fucking disease’s and fucking and more fucking rats
spreading more fucking disseises – till Richard turned up.
He was intelligent. Which – is a description in words that he was not an idiot.
He was intelligent. Which – is a description in words that he was not an idiot.
Good looking – if you fancy a one legginged
hunchback with giant warts all over his face.
He had a cure -
FIRE.
It did the job. Sadly, he did not get payed- turns out from history books he torched the entire city.
FIRE.
It did the job. Sadly, he did not get payed- turns out from history books he torched the entire city.
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