• When I was diagnosed with asthma they just shoved loads of inhalers at me and charged me a fucking fortune.
    I've since discovered that excessive consumption of booze fucks my lungs.
    You'd have thought the quack might have asked that question first, but no.
    I cut down on the pop and haven't needed an inhaler for six months.
    I've hit the sauce heavy over easter, and now I've almost completely stopped breathing and am scrabbling for the tepid dregs from old inhalers, while my doctors can't be arsed getting their shit together to sign a fucking prescription.

    On the upside, my moustache is no fucking enormous, and if I live, I reckon I'm gonna win the Tweed Run tash contest.

    Swings and roundabouts, suppose...

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