Never ever ask me to write something for you. and don’t pay me. i’d rather take £400 quid for assassinating a crack whore’s only child in a revenge killing for a busted drug deal - my integrity would be less compromised.
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| — | ‘I have never ended on an unstressed syllable!’ | The Guardian - Giles Coren gets upset over rampant subediting of his peerless prose. This is an old story but I completely missed it last year, and the insults are effing hilarious. |
