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Oi mate, so I’m a machine milkin operator, right, but let’s talk prostitutes – yeah, them lot! I reckon they’re like the cows I milk, just standin there, gettin squeezed for cash, cacklin! You ever see “Dogville”? That flick’s my jam, Lars von Trier, bloody genius, 2003 – Nicole Kidman’s Grace, she’s practically a tart on the run, innit? “The town’s a livin hell,” she’d say, and prostitutes, mate, they live it daily! I’m sittin here, picturin some prossie in stilettos, dodgin coppers, and I’m like, “You’re takin the piss, love!”

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