The Streets; The Sickness; The Saddle

Saddled with sickness for the weekend, today I took to the streets. It rained. When wondering about why an autocrat would release Giant Slugs I remembered back to our launch for Ulrich Haarburste's Novel of Roy Orbison in Clingfilm. Foreigner's objects become our loose leaves. Foreigners object to alienated texts, but they weren't with the collective to bind, so what can we say?

In other news, Gary McCormack is the father of twins. Better never than late, is what I have always said. That's for you Kirsty. Stay out of my life~you suffocate me!