‘Allo there Joe Francis of Girls Gone Wild! My name is Pete Doherty – you may have heard of me as the lead singer of Babyshambles or more than bloody likely as “Kate Moss’ boyfriend.” Believe it or not, I have had a few encounters with that dodgy little bitch called justice, and you being in a desperate way, I thought you might like a little advice from a mate.
The story starts with a whole heap of rubbish from some unsympathetic magistrate. On Her Majesty’s pleasure, I found me self holed up in Pentonville with a dozen charges on me bum.
I’d been off me trolley for quite some time and had busted up that old wanker Carl Barat’s flat looking for some blooming drugs, when blimey, here I was in that institution. All of a sudden, I couldn’t say most of the usual things in me fetching Cockney accent. Blow me, bugger, fagged, fagging, all of these things objectified me for all sorts of fruitiness at the hands of me cellmate, and that reminds me, you wanted some advice, mate? Right. Get yourself some of these:
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Is it just me or is Joe’s head slowing morphing into the same one that Jabba the Hut had?
It seemed like a pretty cool job to have when he was 18 but now he is in fastly approaching status as this generation’s Larry Flynt.
I hadn’t thought of the Larry Flynt parallels, but you are correct….and Joe had better watch it before he ends up greeted with a shotgun at the hands of some underage girl’s father.