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Jiggerycock

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About Jiggerycock

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  • Birthday March 27

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    Narnia
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    Turkish Delight. Battering fuck out the back of wardrobes. Lions and insertions into dwarves

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Ideally, this note would be an endless binary number and it would scream when you opened it and then a brawny fist would shoot out from this screen and rip the nose right off your face. As you fell to the ground squealing, the hand would hail a cab that would run over your head. A passer-by would film your death on a mobile, making it an internet phenomenon.

Huge crowds of Japanese teens would gather at stadium events to masturbate each other as they watched it on overhead screens. This footage of your nonchalant and motiveless murder by a posting would attract a billion YouTube hits and not a single sympathetic comment.

In a million years a super-advanced civilisation of androids would misinterpret the film and you would become a figure in their culture analogous to a paedophile Guy Fawkes. Through advanced scientific methods they would recreate your consciousness and you would re-live your whole life over and over again, but with all the enjoyable stuff taken out. On the day of your 18th birthday someone would hit you so hard on the back of the head with a polo mallet that your eyes would pop out.

Crawling from your burning house you would have your arse clawed out by a mountain lion and when you reached the hospital you would be diagnosed with AIDS of the leg and cancer of your empty eye sockets. Through a synaptic quirk you would have one image frozen in your mind so it was as if you were looking at it constantly – your long-dead Chinese stepfather’s dead arsehole.

The only way to treat your eyes would involve, every night just before bed, playing the screams from a horror movie loudly to encourage a wolverine to fuck the sockets. Somehow its stinking cock would numb the holes even as its scrabbling feet shredded your face and scalp.

You would continue to re-live this life in ever-increasing detail long after the universe had ended, praying for death to a God who was already dead himself

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