have returned from a weekend of keswick beer festival. absolutely epic.
2 years in a row now – and its not just about drinking copious amounts of 12% cider whilst wearing lederhosen, i managed to get to jump headfirst backwards into pools of cumbrian mountain water so fucking cold that emperor penguins were seen warbling around the edges. the fathomage of the water to the rocks below was barely 2ft deep. and yet, i aver it, and i aver it again, i was unafraid.
if i die, you can have my worn out liver and american apparel t-shirts. sell the liver to a chinese restaurant, im off to get hammocked again.
a magnanimous hangover cure
there was an extended period of my adolescent life where my friends and i would get high, drive around listening exclusively to the wu tang …
so finally the time has come to retire the weapon. godspeed. my new skate banana is so limited in edition that i actually dont want …