My brain has died. My fingers are about to break off while I type. But for some reason my ears are the most toasty and warm. Why you may ask? Because my undercover lover Jonathan Coulson has purchased me a pair of awesomecool shit "URBAN EARS". Yes my ears are currently having a little no pants party with the arrival of my new headphones. Lately Melbourne's weather has been around the same temperature and probably lower than my kitchen freezer. This is worrying me because of my lack of warm clothing. So I have decided, instead of going to Parklife with the okish line up, I'll just spend a shit load of cash on clothing so I don't get frost bite on my arse.
Mad Dog
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