Animolv

I come from a provincial backwater and spent a lot of my youth fighting off alligators and piranhas in the swamps around Wimbledon. People around here really do talk and smell like Hugh Grant, at least my butler does. School constituted the best days of my life, I still bear the scars, though now tinged with a rose-colored wistful fondness - or is that septicemia? After school came work. I can tell you that cleaning out chimneys after a hard school day declining latin verbs (no thanks, no ...

I come from a provincial backwater and spent a lot of my youth fighting off alligators and piranhas in the swamps around Wimbledon. People around here really do talk and smell like Hugh Grant, at least my butler does. School constituted the best days of my life, I still bear the scars, though now tinged with a rose-colored wistful fondness - or is that septicemia? After school came work. I can tell you that cleaning out chimneys after a hard school day declining latin verbs (no thanks, no more of those latin verbs for me ;-P) is no joke. At least we got to dance up a storm with all the other cheeky, chirpy, cockney sweeps over the rooftops of the big smoke. Never mind your testicular cancer this is the real life, the heady days of summer when first we plowed a weary furrow. The leaves of the calendar blow away now, turbulent and fast. Following on from fifty years of hard graft came retirement where all the skills I had learnt as a child and as a man came to nothing. A slow, gradual decay into idiocy and torpor was the effect to the cause of my birth. Senescence, it's a wonderful thing is it not? At least seen from the outside it was slow and gradual, from the inside it seems it raced by in seconds. Hurtling me faster and faster through an ever changing world of technology syncromeshed with horror to an oblivion far greater than the one from which I came. Eventually I died and ceased to register upon the surface of the fictional present. Drifting through an unchanging tan-colored mist for time without beginning and without end. Until all that I knew had become as old as the earth, or older. Then, when all seemed bleak and lost, a friend suggested Animolv - the latest release from Volmina Pharmaceuticals. Took three of those a day for twenty eight days and now I'm as right as rain.