
One of the greatest moment in any childs Christmas morning was the unwrapping of the Smokers Outfit.
Usually made flesh in chocolate, though one year I did get a licorice one, which was given back the following year. Now thanks to the bloody PC brigade, Thornton's only do a Junkie Outfit, you know, chocolate stash, syringe, spoon, cotton wool and lighter.
You can however still get a Crack Outfit, but only in the dark side of town.
This song was recommended by The Windup Gramophone, a very talented lad from the 'boro who assures me that you can still buy a Parmo Outfit made of cheese.
You are unlikely to hear this version on the radio ever, which is a crying shame, as it's oddness is a welcome release from the usual saccharin treatment it receives. You could be mistaken for thinking the devil had a hand in it's making.
Well done Dark Lord.
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