Superfattycalorificextrahalitosis

The gooey, bad blood of big Bob
Britain moves like meat loaf through a
straw,

sizey bits of arterial fur break away and head for the pig valves and pacemaker,

fifty years as a saturate have caught up with him and Bob, not resisting the light this time, realises that life has a viscosity… 

and love, in truth is not back bacon.