Fuck Phil Campbell

Was sent a rather interesting interview last night (admittedly from late last year) in which Phil said he had just started working on his book. Just started working on this book. What book would this be? The one I spent two years working on for him?

Thought so.

Phil and I had a verbal agreement in which I would get 50% of the profits from the book. OK, he made this agreement whilst trying to get me to have sex with him one night in Germany (thank God for male performance anxiety is all I can say...). If I was as much of a cunt as he is, I would be calling lawyers right now.

But you know what?

Fuck 'em. Anyone willing to put up with his shit the way I had to deserves as much as they can get out of it. And he obviously wont be writing it alone because he could barely string a sentence together in an email back when I knew him. Ever heard of capitals or punctuation? I thought not. It is not like it will sell much anyway; who really wants to read 200 pages of his life? "Well I still live in the Valleys and so many people I have met think I am a degenerate..."

I am lucky to be out of it. At least I survived with my health.

I will not be silenced any longer, though.

No amount of threats from shady little men will harm me now. I am stronger and louder than you could ever imagine...