Hash Pipe

After a nightmare journey around the bumhole-end of every place you really don't want to see the bumhole-end of, I have finally acquired a USB cable for my camera to replace the useless load of shit that packed up earlier in the week. I may now resume daily Blip service.

And I have earned myself a bit of corned beef hash. With parsley, and mustard, and Worcester sauce, and all those things that make corned beef hash something more than just food for the drastically destitute. In celebration, I may try and suck it all up through my new USB cable. I have not yet decided.