This week, I was inundated with various rope burn and broken cable tie issues. That means only one thing; Fifty Shades of Grey is out at the pictures. Now as I have documented here, I am not a fan of that bulbous pile of piss poor soft porn. So, I threw all of those fucking hack letters in the bin, along with nine copies of Fifty Shades of Plagiarism and a copy of The Stand. That last one may seem confusing, and I can understand why. It confused me too, it wasn't about a night-stand that was next to a bed where loads of shagging went down; it was a fucking horror book! I was glad in a way, it meant I didn't have to write about how I hated Steven King, because the night-stand book was my idea first!
Anyway, on to the letters. Hit the 'read more' button, you numpty.