What-ho, Micklickers. This weeks' Roche Trip is brought to you my spindly-armed cohort and Victim-To-Be, Anne-Marie, seen here in a photograph I took earlier of her working up today's offering.
Anyway, over to her to talk all you guys through what she done did:
Well boy (and gurls) The night we first met there was a lot of the usual bullshit one spouts when trying to impress- 'of course I have all the Radiohead back catalogue' or 'Wow, I'm a massive Bowie fan too' and the biggest lie of all 'You like comics? Thats so interesting...' ( I realise now if I hadn't have told that particular lie my house wouldn't be infested with hundreds of plastic japenese toys with their beady little eyes staring at my every move...) He saw this lie as an invitation to foist his 'hobby' on me but thankfully he started with the girlfriend-friendly Sandman collection. In fact he gave me a graphic novel as part of his Christmas presents to me which was partly why I stayed with him for so long...I wanted to see how it ended. I hope you all forgive me for my fourteen year old angst ridden goob child impression of Dream but you can see now why he does the drawing and I don't.