Anarchy Aunt with Hairy Jim If you haven't already got a problem, you soon will have...
Dear Hairy Jim,
I saw you during this summer’s heat wave outside Norwich’s Castle Mall, unconscious with your trousers around your ankles and a carrot sticking out of your arse. I’m a fair man, so I am writing to discover whether there is a reasonable explanation for this. If not, who the fuck do you think you are to give others advice on how they behave
