WoS FAQ

Q.  What is your full name?
 
A:  Doctor Angel Malchisodek of Olde Industries
 
Q.  How old are you?
A:  older than a member of Hollyoaks but younger than the universe. 
 
Q:  How would you categorise your style of ‘humour’ if I could loosely call it that?
A:  My, how impertinent!  I’d characterise it as social constructionist regency surrealism.  with a dash of whimsy.
 
Q:  Do you have a body that would make a grown man cry.
A:  Yes.  Yes I have.
 
Q:  what is your favourite passtime?
A:  shitting in burnt out tyres, caring for and breeding tuba monsters, knocking one out.  Laughing at people who are less fortuneate, misanthropy, philanthropy, hetty wainthropy.
 
Q:  are you in a relationship?
A:  I am currently dating heathcliffe, from Wuthering Heights.  Bit of a temper on him, mind. 
 
Q:  I’m thinking of a buying a sex toy.  can you recommend one.
A:  there’s only one worth buying, The Andi Peters Commenmorative Urethral Wand.  Or maybe a bottle of poppers. 
 
Q:  Can I see a picture of you?
A:  only if you want to ruin yourself for other women.

by jingo, I’m back?

Enchante, sweet smelling shedders,
 
Shhhh.  Stop.  Stop breathing so heavy.  Don’t say a word.  I feel it. Yea, I feel it, like an impacted bowel, how much you’ve yearned, quivered, phantasisesd about this very event.  how the great angel, would rise, phoenix like from the ashes of her beloved shed, and return to pen her award winning epistles.  Well here it is, baby, and you dib;t even have to offer me bum-sexx to get it.  I’m a girl. 
 
well, what the fuck have you been up to? Big nige told me you were selling your old my little ponies outside pound land in the Skem Concourse.  but he would say that.  He tried to sell me a care bare for 10 pesetas and a bottle of fanta (brillo pad flavour). 
 
Well what have I been up to, mes petits.  I’ve actually been encased in rock.  Yes.  piles of Status Quo cds fell into my house like a landslide and I couldn’t move.  I had to wait for Stefan Dennis on his way to ‘Tanarife’ (Walton Vale’s best tanning salon) to notice that my ‘smart ladies almanac’ was piling up outside the door, as were bottles of fanta (white dog poo flavour). 
 
but i’m back and ready to make you soil your garments with mirth.
 
Big love
 
 
Dr. Angel