“The name’s Trolley. Stan Trolley…”
Shaken, but not completely barking mad…
Quantum of Solace. What’s all that about then?
Not so much “Quantum of Solace” in my case. More like “Quantities of Solitude”…huge ball-aching periods of it at that…
Fuck me I’m lonely. Not all glamour being caught in a vortex in an extra large Wheeliebin, you know. If only I can just find that one killer joke, all this pain of the last 12 years will be over. I’ll finally be free…
“Send me some fuckin’ material over here…”
My name’s Stan Trolley – and I’m a joke-a-holic.
Stan
(I do look a bit like Daniel Craig in the half light…when it’s pitch black mostly)
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