THIS IS HOW YOU DO IT PROPERLY.
Oh, they laughed at us. They didn’t get the snare drums. They didn’t understand that ‘UNGH’ is both noun, verb and adjective.
But we have the last laugh. Come and laugh with us. HERE:

Where did all the snare drums in the world go?
CHRIS PHILIPS, K2 AND DJ KARIZMA FUCKING STOLE THEM.
All the world’s stolen snares and sex noises will be at Cargo on Rivington Street, EC2 on Wednesday 23 December. You may arrive at 8:00. Then there is a party, probably the best in Europe. And then ugly lights, everybody inspected in the small hours of Thursday morning.
DJs for the affair Chris Philips and K2 (dear old friends of mine with a grasp on the funk firmer than that of Silvio Berlusconi on the electoral system and judiciary of Italy) and DJ KARIZMA, flown in and pampered for the evening.
I will be on the VIP blowjobs-this-way guest list, because I deserve to be.
But I will not be attending, because I just moved to fucking Copenhagen and I will be at my girlfriend’s mum’s kill me please

























