Pondering away I thought "why shouldn't I?" It's not as though there's any law against it. "Or is there?", I wondered (out loud). Or is there?
I racked my brains... I knew there was that law (what was it now), the one ranting on about, "don't do it, it's not worth it", and that other one going on about "what ever you do, you better f***in' not...". It's funny if you think about it.
I pondered some more... My brains were racked like a motherbrother. (Cogs. Wheels within wheels, like the circles that you find, within the windmills of your mind)...etc.
However much I tried I just couldn't get my head around it. And then it came to me; like a brother's mother; baiting me; carving me up; beating me, to within an inch of my life; SCREAMING at me ... Of course; What would my mum do? I quickly stole a march on my brain, and before I could think, I thought, "yeah, why not? let's fuckin' do it. Who cares about the consequences? It's not as though anyone cares. And even if they do, who cares?" Graham. Wesley. Bush (Grave charmer)
