I can be the knife in your back The noose around your neck The bullet right through your skull But I'd rather be the force of my spoken word Let our voices form the weapons
Oli's surprise party was tonight and even without alcohol, everybody seemed to have a pretty good time. It was 80's workout themed and I looked like a gay wrestler ahah. Jumpers are pretty much the greatest thing ever. It was a fucking Royal Rum(bile) in there, with everybody at least getting "rescued" once. After the party, Danny and I hit up Famima!, in which I pulled in a pretty nice haul. Leninade is the most genius soda ever, and Ramune has the greatest way to open a bottle.