"It's so sad to see the failed musician Bruce still losing his composure on the cat."

That ain't my composure. That's me. My music now is better than it's ever been, and had I been so failed the BNP (FaCK the BNP) would never have used my ID to laud themselves on Facebook. As to my meaning: foock with me and I'll deal with your leadership, not the asshole(s) who try to intimidate me. OR kill me. I will give as good as I get. And, if you think I don't mean that or will be able to carry it out, think codicil. Motherfuckers likely don't know what that is. I will explain. It's a little add-on to a will that reads, "In the event of my death, please take care of this stuff for me:

YOU are that stuff.

Now, back to the regular program: FyCK the BNP.

That's the glove. Next, the gauntlet.

Richard Bridge would NEVER have said that to me, about me, or at me. You, motherfucker are now the person I will seek. And I mean that. You do not scare me nor do you intimidate me. All you do is piss me off. I am a nasty sonuvabitch when I'm pissed off. Send your friends. I'd love to meet them. And please stop trying to drag others into it.

Bruce Murdoch