Sooooo this guy then, with the stick'n'all? He was like 'c'mere' and I was like 'no waaaaay' and he was like 'C'MERE!' and I was like 'YIKES!' So then I sees he's, like, over there and stuff? So I goes, like, away? y'know?
Well, the days are drawing in. Or is that colouring in? Whatever - the days are doing their thing. and its a mostly damp, brown and occasionally orange thing, here in Dublin, along with the odd crisp, dense blue sky for contrast. I love this time of year. Everybody's getting just a little bit witchier. Never mind the warlocks!
Just another sheepboy, duck call, swan song, idiot son of Donkey Kong ...and I said... 'you don't have to be afraid love, cos I'm a spacesurfer, darling'. (with apologies and respect to Droolian)
