You want underground? You want street cred? Look for Edan. You want street cred and the new-hip-hop-prog movement? Look for Deltron 3030.
― JM, Saturday, 4 August 2001 00:00
This is my favourite thing that anyone has ever written ever
I'm not really one for this sort of thing at all but whenever when I hear Tom Waits awful, awful fake hobo streetdrunk schtick I can't help myself thinking "I could drink you under the fucking table son"
And I could. We all could.
This is just down the road and it's got so many puffins they are officially categorised as vermin and it is allowed, and even encouraged, to kill them on sight
https://www.rspb.org.uk/reserves-and-events/reserves-a-z/bempton-cliffs/
I was in Filey. Id never been there before and wouldn't go back. I need wanky coffee in seaside towns nowadays. The allure of chips and staring at grey waves isnt enough any more.
Look at how modern life has ruined me
Quite a few people who I used to do drugs with insisted on inhaling poppers through their mouths, I think partly to ease the pressure on scabby nostrils which already have enough to contend with at an after party. It looks completely degenerate tho
Once at an after party we discovered you could buy proper amyl nitrate poppers (the ones in the UK aren't nitrate any more) by getting then shipped from Canada. I was really fucked and thought it'd be funny so I spent 80 quid on mail orders poppers. They were nice though. They have a smoother...
I'm gonna have to miss it cos im not in London anymore. Sorry about that but if new York can die then so can London.
I'll be in London in a couple of weeks but thats no good to anyone is it really?
Anyway happy birthday @luka ! Let's do some drugs in a park again soon
Fennel is a very classy vegetable isn't it. Makes you feel like you're wearing a white suit and loafers just stepping off the speedboat onto the shores of Capri.
The opposite of drunk food.
Where we used to live near West Norwood there was a wanky pizza place that put rhubarb on pizza and you could sort of see what they were getting at - rhubarb is delicious, give it a whirl on anything - but it was a terrible, terrible misjudgment. Flew too close to sun on that one. Hubris meet...
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