Fast Times

I AM ALL ABOUT THIS

rewind back to the distant 2002... i get locked out post that SUBLIME world cup victory because i'm too bloody excited and er..high to think straight. it's 4 a.m. in the morning. after 2 seconds of mild panic, i decide fuk it, lets celebrate. i begin to flay my arms in joy and wonder in nothing but my underwear (yes, i did wear them back then), an oversized t-shirt emblazoned with the above and a shit-faced grin. while doing my own impression of the samba with some real brazilians i had picked outside my front door and thought they might be able to teach me to samba straight (not the case), we take our show on the road to hyde park. let the good times ROLL AGAIN!!!
COUNTDOWN: 3 DAYS