Thursday, March 20, 2008
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Last fall, the Oasis frontman claimed to be haunted by the ghost of the late Beatle. Herewith, an unofficial transcript of conversation between Liam Gallagher and John Lennon’s ghost.

Manchester, England:
(Twang of sitar.)

L.G.: Oy, ’ello? Who’s there like?

J.L.: It’s me, you scrotey little git.

L.G.: Wot, like God, yeah?

J.L.: You stole my music, you sad, little plonker.

L.G.: John, John-O, Johnny Boy, is that you, mate?

J.L.: No, the Walrus, you twat, who else?

L.G.: I never stole your music like, I am a fan, really, I am man, know what I mean?

J.L.: Fan me dead arse! You are a scummy little wannabe, twat, knob, gobshite, fuck-cabbage, arse!

L.G.: That’s a bit rough mate, innit?

J.L.: Ohhh please, every bloody song, every one is a rip-off, man! Oasis my arse, you little prick.

L.G.: No, no, no, they are tributes, like, a fromage, like, you know what I mean?

J.L.: Homage, you cabbage.

L.G.: Yeah, like one of them mate, it’s all about keepin’ the vision alive, innit?

J.L.: I was on drugs, you wanker. I don’t know what the hell I was bloody saying.

L.G.: See, I do drugs like, we got that in common, you know what I mean?

J.L.: You are a tosser.

L.G.: No mate, you can’t say that, please don’t. You’re my hero, like.

J.L.: Tosser, tosser, tosser.

L.G.: I can’t take it no more! Please, please, don’t look back in anger John!

J.L.: Fine, fine, I’ll bugger off. But before I go, what the fuck is a Wonderwall?

L.G.: Dunno mate, not a bloody clue. That was Noel’s idea.

J.L.: Tosser.

(Twang of a sitar.)

L.G.: Fuck me. That was bloody brilliant.

Dave Oprava lives in Wales and writes, because he is scared of what will happen if he stops. He only ventures into reality on occasion, but lives on his Web site at

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