Oh mammy, suddenly my childhood fear of the old bent naked man coming from under my bed is alive n well in my life.
That was excellent, I bloody well needed that. The willies just kept on coming, I jumped, I let out an oh, and I may even hide under my covers later! Be still my thumping heart!
Instead of smiling to see dafties get off'd I was genuinely concerned for the 3 experts and that lovely cop. See I do care!
I feel like I've absorbed a few of The Doors albums.
My one irk was how easy it did seem to off the LSD scags. But hey they were just people not cenobite bikers.
Loved the boozy bathroom bonkers aka Nic Cage in his zone. The booze looked like when Popeye has his spinach. Off to avenge his girl.
Mandy was mesmerising. Her art, her stories, well I'd like to know her. When she laughs the fuck at Chief Droopy Dick, I GRINED