(RON:) Regular readers may be wondering where Nocturnal Sex Fiend has gone and why we haven’t heard from him in a while. Well, for one he fucks up my formatting and for two he hasn’t gone anywhere except even more warped which is why you haven’t heard from him. It was unprintable.
A partially-redacted transcript has been released for now. The rest is still to be assessed as to its level of risk.
I got in a couple of hours ago. I feel fucked up.
All I remember is taking what was called a “Horse tranquilliser” with brandy last night about 10.
Up till 7 this morning its totally blank.
I come round in a dynamos crack house on a filthy sofa surrounded by users.
I’m in bed.
I’m down £150.
Fuck knows what happened. Grim.
I live. I feel good. The Buprenorphine(Subutex) is a great hangover pick me up. Together with 2 bottles of Hook Norton real ale.
I bet you, you outlive me.
I’m happy with that.
If I went last night. I’m cool with it.
As long as it’s by my hand I couldn’t careless.
Death by horse tranquilliser ain’t bad. Didn’t feel a thing.
This cunt said to me in the pub that I ain’t changed in 25 years.
The cunt that said this sarcastically was married with 3 children, looked worn out, 60 & was in huge debt to various banks & debtors. He’s younger than me. 40.
I said no thank fuck I ain’t changed. I’d look like you you poor cunt. Like an old tyre. In fact I’ve retarded. I’m now a fucking wised up.
I may be 45 but inside I’m a fucking cunting child & I like it.
I don’t care about shit.
I’m a narcissist & it’s the way to live.
Fuck them all
Their all fucking thick cunts
Take their money & fuck their daughters
I’m pissed up & high & I like it
WOULD YOU FUCK THIS?
BECAUSE I’M A CUNT
Ive decided I’ll use my plot at the cemetery & have a monolith like 2001.
I’m not going in the ground I wanna fry but I’ll have the big black marble thing totally blank. Bigger the better.
I paid for the cunting space like a twat because that’s what your meant to do 25 years ago. So fuck it. £900 for a hole.
I’ll leave my money to the junkies for as many kilos they can get. A massive class A send off.
THE CUNTING FORMULA
The CUNT axis covers exactly how much of a cunt the subject cunt is.
Low level cunting would be welshing on a round or maybe farting in a lift.
Higher levels or right cunt behaviours would be fucking a best friends wife via the skull or pissing & creaming in your mother’s tea.
It takes many years & multiple daily cunt acts to achieve “high cunt status”.
Notice the subject became a cunt in 08 & progressively develops, matures into what’s formally known as a right cunt in 2017.
The cuntiness will be off the cunting scale by 2019.
Ron: For my own experience with Subutex, which involved a lot of vomiting in Bristol then leads into a story about nearly getting shot in Thailand, click here.
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