Oh shit son, Saturnalia / Let’s go to the bad habit swap meet
At the bad habit swap meet I traded a nine year killer for graffiti, which I am now totally serious about. Attention cops, look for my tags, appearing on buildings everywhere starting next week. My tags will be the following:
“Hilarious”
annnnd
“Noise Music”
Also I saw a little guy tagging from an electric tape shelf as ambulances rolled by in the night, you better catch him. And the cat that used to sit on my car was born in my hands.
Not cryptic: We played in Lancaster the other night, it was a blast.