Missing the dudes dick hitting the bar, Raygun and Gojira.
The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen-year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
Missing the dudes dick hitting the bar, Raygun and Gojira.
We read the backs of shampoo bottles.