mr. zilla goes to town

Wednesday, March 17, 2004


Henges, abbeys, cathedrals, and a coach full of Americans (including a bunch of Texan barely 18 year olds on a private school tour to whom in a 600 year old pub at lunch time I gave a Fabric flyer I still had in my coat and told them to slip their fetters and run along there tonight since it could possibly be the best club the world, right after they observe local tradition and get rat arsed on St Paddy's day, which I'm just about to head off and do myself so I can sleep all day on the plane to Tokyo tomorrow morning).

All good clean fun. Where's my hemlock? Hahaha!


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