Mikey Rabid's guide to pregnancy
During my first pregnancy I suffered from intense paroxysms of irritability and rage interspersed with bouts of deep soporific depression. I felt perplexed and alone.
In the teachings of the inimitable Mikey Rabid at last I found respite. I learned that my feelings were entirely natural but that depression is a sad misuse of time and energy.
Before Rabid, I had attempted to find an outlet for my anger but unsuccessfully. My efforts at smashing beer bottles had been riddled by failure: some had even bounced on the grass and rolled away. Rabid turned everything around.
Now I have a cache of foolproof techniques for smashing beer bottles and other household waste. I can punch a hole in almost any door or partition, and yell and scream at unprecedented levels. Most importantly, I finally recognise the people around me for the fuckwits they are.
Mikey Rabid leads by example. Throwing an electrical box through the window of a department store one evening, he remarked: "Always remember, it's not me or you, it's them."
That's so true.
I will forever be indebted to Mikey Rabid."
Rose Cook
is that why Mikey Rabid is such a cunt?
"how to get knocked up."