Robert Smith - Spillanespeak

Desperate measures last night;
bravely read Mickey Spillane,
following the adventures of Mike
Hammer, conversing in some
strange Spillanespeak

Not a single character recognizable
as a human being, all Mike’s women
electrifying, all events culminating
in a firing session, I passed out like
a baby

My brain could not handle so much
hammering – a brilliant solution
to insomnia; thank you Mickey
Spillane, you definitely have a
gift!

Robert Smith

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