Andrew Salt

Solgus Andrew Salt

Ever tussled with a feline sporting a mustache? Me neither. In a distorted world of pony tails and constant relocation this teenager encounters many a strange folk, the type of humans that you wouldn't share a ham sandwich with. Peel him like a banana and see what's inside. From his head to toes to elbows, trouble will follow. Even throw in a fibula too, but he's never broken any bones. This youngster embarks on a narcotic fueled rampage where he tackles another dimension, and eventually a strange and mysterious land that they call "France". Striped shirts and dungarees, but is he a painter and decorator? Bitch please. The feds cut his holiday short, however he had now learnt that you can make a decorative dolphin to place on a glass from nothing but a banana and cinnamon. A short stint with a prophet obsessed with fag butts almost sends him over the edge, however he isn't a square. Oh no, more of a hexagon. But this isn't maths, this is SOLGUS!