Okay, the A-Team looks demented. Truly demented.
Here’s the… elipses and here’s Stretch coming up on one truly shit anniversary, which is affecting my littul head mo much. It’s funny coz you’re driving along at night with Revolting Cocks smashing through your stereo, when BANG, you are back there again. A sunny morning, a view of the Dublin mountains and the surreal and shit nature of what followed. The apparent natural way of things. The pats on the back and the whispered words. Fuck that. The endless days that followed. Fuck that. Back to life, back to reality to quote… The types of things that drive a munki to the bottle and away from what he cannot help but want.
Bad munki, Mad munki.