One to 1
After seeing my loved one, Mark O’Toole of Frankie Goes To Hollywood, with that Miranda thing from The Butch Stars in your party issue, I promptly went and killed myself.
So now I’m in this weird place and there’s some strange little bugger with horns turning me round on a spit.
Although it is nice and warm here and I’m getting a good tan, I hear Boy George is due down next week for saying nasty things about Frankie in other magazines—
Wish you were here.
Horny Helen, Hell.
P.S. See you down here, Frankies!