Johnny Rotten?

Should feck off and stop trying to be me…

“John, John, John,” says Rambo and they walk out, but only for a cigarette break. When he returns he is decent enough to apologise. He cannot expect others to follow his thinking. “You can call me Rick O’Shea, the mad Irishman bouncing inside four enclosed walls. Ricochet. Without those four enclosed walls this is all utterly pointless. You need the fencing to really be creative.”

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