I’m afraid I can’t tell you who I am. Neither can I put up a photo of myself for you to lick. Sorry.
It’s alright, I’m not Banksy or anything.
Actually, sod it – I AM Banksy. This is Banksy’s blog. well done, you’ve found me – aren’t I great? Meet me in Trafalgar Square this Saturday and you can personally help me paint an oh-so-ironic penis on every painting in the National Gallery. I’m aiming to get there for half ten in the morning, but if I’m not there by quarter to eleven get cracking without me.
No, not really.
It’s nothing personal – I would like nothing better than to show you a photo of my svelte physique, and to tell you all my name and address so you can all send me dolls you’ve made and invite me to your wedding.
It’s just not that simple. People I work with will find out about this and irritate me. Also, this anonymity affords me the luxury of mocking people without jeopardising my work or social life. If you know who I am and I’ve told you about this site you can consider yourself part of my inner sanctum (just don’t give it away or I’ll cut you in half). Also some of my work involves teaching kids, and I would rather they didn’t know that I used words such as cock, flange or “tits”.
I hope you understand.
I will say that I’m 28, I’m a musician and I live on the south coast of England. I am married and have a cat.
Hi. Was walking home this morning from a long night at work and feeling bedraggled. A young dude in a new mini sped past me with music blaring and I thought wonder what he’d give life out of ten… Thats a good idea for a website! So just checked to see if anyone was already doing it. Congrats, made me laugh too. PS. I’m also a musician living on the south coast of England. Luke