check out these boys from bristol way
absolute genius.

hey hey,

i dont profess to be very good but after a little stoned debate we came up with the following ideas.sorry for the stream of conciousness approach but i am generally scared of correct grammer…. i live in southend, its a dive, we have an increasing drug problem, not nice cheery drugs but the nastier end of the spectrum, mostly crack and heroin, with this comes the inevitable crime and violence,dealers will seek to undercut other dealers, scores settled, scores made and folk will fight, why cant we fight, the nice kids with healthy attitudes to life, why not amass our own fighting forces, our private little armies to do our bidding as and when it is required, our thugs, our defenders call thwm what you will, we must prepare… and in technicolour, our armies will be painted onto walls, around corners, hanging from drainpipes, hiding in bins and behind benches, all in cellulose paint, stencilled and pieced around our drab town, slowly growng in numbers but all very discreet, only those who are looking should be able to see.. my ninja are already appearing slowly, coming in from the sea, small groups of them hiding by the sea walls sending patrols into the town center, slowly encroaching on the territory once reserved for declarations of love by tony and sharon.. the beauty is that the forces will never meet, just mass, to create tension and foreboading, the feeling by ordinary folk that there is something watching them, something growing in their midsts without ever being able to see it for themselves, a subliminal finger poking them in the ribs saying “look at me, look at me, look at me”

This is a call to arms for anyone who wants to come play… bring your stencils and paint, establish a base, the limit to the silliness is your imagination, we want characters, vehicles, aircraft the entire works, there is even a bovine hurling artillary corps… expect black and white moos to to painted all over town by december… the red splotches will start round january..after all, what goes up must come down. Macdonalds are going to hate us.

Like i said, stoned conversation but for some reason this one has come to fruition.. .

All are welcome.. you know you want to…

Grand General Basil The Great And Powerful And Ruthless And Chubby

( oh come on.. whats the point if you dont get a silly name out of it all)

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