I drew these two in Year 9, have I ever introduced you to them? On your left is Carmen and on the right is Sabine. They are twin mimes conjoined at the hands who were found at 3 months old in a picnic basket aside the Île de Ré Bridge. At twelve they escaped their foster home and ran away to join the circus. They do not speak, their bird Beau does so for them. Carmen likes woollen hosiery and balloons. Sabine likes 'The Students' and boiled eggs.

"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."

-Karen O

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.