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