I attended a dinner at university for being fuck of the year or something. I wouldn't have bothered but there was a cash prize attached.
So.
I showed up in a black velvet 3-piece suite, blood red shirt & tie, I painted flames reaching up from the soles of my boots and, to cap it off, bleached then dyed RED all the hair on my head - eyebrows, face furniture, the lot.
And then showed up.
They were like, who the fuck are you?
I was like, I'm here for the money.
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