The splattered history of battyman Chris' ar sehole.
It started with Uncle Bob (real name) & his constant visits in Chris' early teens to apply his chest medicine. Too often Uncle would make him stroke his snake til he made a royal mess on his face & pillow.
This was in the days of Look-in magazine which are plastered all over the walls of his box room in his Mummy's house where he lives. He then spent many a night pimping himself out in gay bars & toilets so that now he uses tampons to stop the dribbles colouring his trousers on a daily basis.