I have been castigated by my ex-best friend for loving the film Trainspotting, because it "...shows there's something wrong with you". That's an opinion, a crappy one, but I'm not going to be your brain-cell monitor, Al. We've all known a Begbie. The good-friend, crazy as a loon psycho who's probably 5'2" and 125 pounds. I knew two: Don Wr., a bike mechanic who you wouldn't want to set off. But a generally quiet and friendly guy. Who beat the crap out of 3 Angels and threw them out of his shop. Or Bernie Cole, the only person I ever saw who did some psychotropics and wanted to go looking for a fight. And found one... the f'ing idiot. Last time I have ever seen him.
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