When I was a kid, maybe three, I nearly took my finger off when it snagged on the jagged metal edge of a tin of baked beans my mom had opened and told me not to eat.
Twenty four years on, not much has changed. I never learned to take good advice, I chose instead to piss caution into the wind, and because of that I’ve made so many mistakes, I could write an encyclopaedia on How To Fuck Shit Up.
But I chose to write this blog instead, it’s my attempt at finding my voice as an aspiring writer and sharing some of my life with you, a bunch of complete strangers. I hope it brings you as much joy reading it as it has for me writing it.
Keep on truckin’Â 😉
-ST
Oh, and if you’re trying to get a hold of me / give me free shit I’m at tellthetiger@gmail.com.
strange, interesting
ST,
Brilliant blog, poignant and hysterical. Been reading it for the past couple of hours. Love your work dude!
Many thanks hombre!
I do what I can y’know? Stop by any time, I need more people to fight the good fight with me 😉
-ST
Great blog dude, read a post everyday. Particularly amused by the ‘klap gym hard boet” article. Very informative on how to avoid Grot Otters and sleeping with two blonde belters, AT THE SAME TIME!
Keep it up!
Ferile
To a fellow employee of the Irish I commend your writing skills and read every word as I never once got bored. Good luck with the blog.
Kind Regards
Mark Backhouse
Great writing. Great find for me. Hysterical and honest. Keep it coming.
hey shoo wow, you are really funny.
Hope CT is treating you well but sounds like with all that gymming and fighting and brandy you get in you should be just fine right?
Anyways, I’m a big fan now and will be keeping an eye on you from here on out.
Hope J-rab’s day at the vet went all right!
K bye
aaaaaaand, is that it for good?
No. The Tiger is down, but not out.
Someday, somehow, the Tiger will return…
-ST