I received this email a few days ago and found it touching.
I thought I would share…
“
Hi,
Im Max.
Last weekend I was out, having a few beers & shooting the shit with a gaggle of mates. The conversation progressed, as it usually does, onto music. Im the kind of guy who cannot appreciate an event/ DJ unless I walk out covered in someone else’s sweat.
Big Beats Are The Best obvs…
I look to the table on my right and there a guy, headphones in, geurning, All Saints V-neck, carrot-dropcrotch-skinny jeans, slowly tapping his feet like a waddling penguin.
On hearing me utter the statement “Big Beats Are The Best” the penguin shot out of his seat, and whacked me with what can only be described as a ‘techno fist’…
My head split like a banana.
Everything went a little hazy. I remember a gorilla, some lightning fast bandaging, and bottle of Jagermeister…
I woke up with this picture on my phone and though you may be able to enlighten me…
Dirty Smart appears to have saved my life…
Love Max
”
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