I probably started taking risks when I was ten when I went to school dressed as a girl.

 
UK artist Mr Bingo has been working in the commercial illustration industry for over a decade. In 2011 he sent a postcard to a man named Jonathan Hopkins that said “Fuck you Jonathan, fuck you and fuck your shit legs’” and Mr Bingo’s “Hate Mail” was born.

Since that fateful day, Mr Bingo (who never uses his real name in public, so I won’t be bringing it up here either) has sent more than 500 pissed off postcards to his “customers” that pay a small fee to be admonished by Mr Bingo via snail mail. So popular are the acidic communications that 100 of the artist’s favorites have been published in the 2013 book, “Hate Mail”.
 

 
Every year Mr Bingo opens up his “Hate Mail” request line for people to order a postcard to be delivered to themselves or a recipient of their choosing. According to his Twitter (highly recommend), “unless something goes wrong on the Internet”, “Hate Mail” will once again be open to the public starting on Monday, November 3rd. For now, the service which costs about forty quid (plus postage) is only available in the UK. When one of Mr Bingo’s prospective customers complained that the price for the service had gone up, Mr Bingo responded by posting the question and his response, “Fuck off you tight fisted cunt, this is still very affordable “art”.” to his FAQ page on his website. Well done, Mr Bingo. Well done.

The best of the worst of Mr Bingos’ “Hate Mail” correspondence (NSFW) follows.
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
Via It’s Nice That