I was watching This Is England from 2006, and it reminded me of the olden days of yore, in the fabled before-times, where people would just bunch up together every Friday in someone’s flat, get drunk, blast music, and talk without distractions.
I can barely remember it now.
Anyway, get off my synthetic lawn.


All the shirtless people, it must’ve been hot in there, all those computers and CRTs dumping out heat.
Oh God, I can smell it.