by Felix Curds
"Growing up in the Jersey suburbs fostered a well-developed sense of humor. There's nothing else to do as a kid except go to Friendly's and make fun of all the freaks."
I live in Adelaide and Miss O, I know exactly how you feel. Sometimes I have 3 hour long phone calls based solely on the nose-pickers and flickers, vegan androgynous couples and violent, hair chewers I see everyday. Thank you so much to the perverted wearer of the ankle-length leather jacket that catches my bus; I happen to know that you write some amazingly fucked up poetry about your psychotic sexual relationships and your undying love of cocaine- you make sense of listening to this song on repeat. I say all these things knowing that I'm not exactly a mentally stable prize pig either... I take comfort in that.