my knee is quietly complaining and my shoes smell satanic but i'm looking forward to the next one. thanks owen & the brave velocipedes who dared cross the Rubicon at Gatwick. it was rad. ben.
i wake up and my mum goes "uh, yeah. i washed your shoes. and put them in the tumble dryer. they couldn't get any wetter, i just had to do it. i had to"
i wake up and my mum goes "uh, yeah. i washed your shoes. and put them in the tumble dryer. they couldn't get any wetter, i just had to do it. i had to"