I know what you're thinking, "where does one head end and the other begin?" or maybe, "What a seamless piece of photoshop. Are there really two different heads combined there?"
Well, yes, ladies and germs, two heads, one species. That's art mirroring reality once again.
If pieces of shit had heads I may have used that instead of the hapless maggot. Why demean maggots by comparing them to Big George, the truck-drivers' friend?
Well, here's a turn-up. Harv didn't trouble the scorer, Taffa got one therby going some way towards bridging the gap. With thankfully one head to go, reckon Harv's safe:
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