I've mellowed with age. I recently found a notebook I wrote when still virginal and wrathful. The book is filled with poems, songs, drawings, stories and essays all of which are uncompromisingly foul, vulgar, offensive, misogynistic, racist and hateful. Poems of rape, abortion, murder and every anti-social impulse a 20 year old virgin may feel.

But what's funny is that I wrote my name and address on the inside cover of this notebook. As if to say "If you find this book full of tales of rape, murder, scatology and incest please return it to the following address..."

No wonder people used to think I was retarded!