Send me ____________ through my E-mail at the footy(footer // bri'ish)

Once again, and just.. as I have been talking to myself for a number of years now, I felt like sharing some Soul with you all. Deep from the heart of... The Midlands of B-U-T, I represent the heart and the mind of a fiend for attention, but overall, I believe, not a bad guy. It may be, that you're tired of unoriginality, or recycled Humour that you feel doesn't deserve the Oxygen, people waste, doing Corporate PODCASTS. IS NOTHING IN BRITAIN SAFE FROM HELLOFRESH?!?! Advertising that upsets the Unemployed (perhaps it IS me) Mind. I am. I got rid of the Apron I got from Door-to-Door Sales.
Anyway.
This week is all about beginning something I've meant to, and got Material from, for years and years. Depression is rough, and I needn't list my ailments, as I literally earn, No money. Sounds like it's my f*cking fault, doesn't it?
We could have our own opinions... If that got us anywhere. Right, DAD?!?!?!
Anyway.
Not..., "let's go"..., but... Yeah.

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"I never thought to say this originally, because I wouldn't like to lose myself in a Social-Vacuum-Esque Hellscape.
Purely if you think I have something to be understood, or anything of value...
Then, and, only then.
Be a Fan.
I'm opening up the idea of conversational ramblings. I think I'm naturally born reactionary, but instilled within silence. Don't be silent...? I'm a rational Human-Rights advocate, and I create my own kindness adverse to systems of Politics, wherever possible. However I'm Just not a fan of Tories. Irony, however... makes me look at Hugh Dennis differently. Like a Human. Not a Toffee. Or John Cleese. Or countless other wealthy Artists I, "couldn't possibly", relate to."
{Poddy e-mail address coming soon.}