I was only trying to make a little bit of money
and ok, it's not the most salubrious of careers - but you do what you have to do. I spotted a gap in the market - self-employed women, out there on their own in a cruel and uncaring world, devoid of oversight and protection. So I put in a little capital, set up some workshops, and tried to help them out on their chosen path - whilst skimming off a little for myself, of course. A man has to eat, after all.

My burgeoning empire declined and fell quite rapidly when some ignorant pricks cut off my head with a samurai sword*, and tossed it in a bin**. The cunts.

*Never happened
**Stay about from my bin.
( Happy Phantom has been to Hastings, Brighton, and Eastbourne too, Tue 12 Feb 2013, 1:26, 5 replies)

I don't even own a TV

(woocfot friends with Sacha Distel, Tue 12 Feb 2013, 2:35, closed)

Needed to chuck your head
down a rubbish chute, cops always stay about rubbish chutes. Always.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Tue 12 Feb 2013, 6:31, closed)

Needs more shed.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Tue 12 Feb 2013, 6:51, closed)

I bet the fucking police never even investigated, either.

( Amorous Badger NAKED BEA ARTHUR PHOTOS 4U, Tue 12 Feb 2013, 8:33, closed)

True story.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 12 Feb 2013, 8:43, closed)