Am back. I smell like a dude who has been working in a methane mine for five years, and am wearing my own clean shirt to the office, bought from Camden.
It has a rooster copulating with a rabbit and says: Wrong.
Had drooling lolling man sleeping on me last night. It rocked so hard, the flight home. Good God.
Am sad to be back. I played so much in London.
It was incredible.com.