Dear Wankers,
So, you're reading this, are you? Bloody hell, I just returned from bloody Rome, and already you bloody wankers want to invade my privacy!
Well then, if it's a spectacle you want, I suppose it's a spectacle you're going to get. Damn it all to hell.
Well, then, I suppose I should warn you that when I'm angry, I get angry, and I probably cuss more than I should. When I'm drunk, I'm worse. Just warning you ahead of time.
(Maybe now you bloody gits won't read this bloody blog now.)
Well, enjoy, you damned wankers.
Arthur Kirkland
