1, 2, 3, 4, kick that fucker out the door



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Howl

Hi Kele. A friend and I decided the other day that if you if you were a food, it would be a strawberry. There was conflict for a while between ripe and Haribo, but in the end the former prevailed – in the versatility of it.

Champagne, chocolate, bathed in cream.. Or (the best option, in my opinion) crowning a big fluffy slice of cake.

Mikey

Love the Rapture. Man, it would be the hottest thing on the planet if the rapture and BP did a tour together.

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