HI HOW ARE YOU? DEAR MASCULINE PEACHES I was just about to wear them red and white striped overalls when all of sudden I did do the dance onstage to Rock The Casbah. And at the karaoke festival. Off they went with my mouth. My shotgun sound did not improve.

Come 5:00 I will no longer be on a computational machine making machine sounds. I will not exist. This does not mean I do not love you. I should say however that I don't like mean faces. Maybe we blow up this world / forget another dream. It's not so nice in the cold. FACTORY 2 U.