Uncle Jazzbeau’s Gallimaufrey

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Via Unfogged, pornish pages full of absurdist dittoheads displaying G’t’mo Pride sartorially. I guess I should get out more often. I’m the first to admit that the fat, greasy Limpopo has dropped off my radar, but I’d assumed he was dead, just another drug casuality, rather than a latter-day, born-again Malcolm McClaren pushing a t-shirt agendum.