Bringing new meaning to the term “phoning it in,” I am pleased to present news from our young spitfire, who is still without internet access.
“Ian McCulloch to Lambchop after the show last Thursday at the Paradise:
“Well, heeeello.Â Saaay, you’re rather fetching!”
I have adored this gentleman since I was 14 years old boring into a copy of Porcupine.
Greatest. Day. Ever.
Well, it runs a close second to the day I got my first tapeworm, anyway.”