I can all you Beryllium, and Beryllium when you call me...

You choose.

You heard me, now step up mo' fuckers...

Who said that?

Wees.

Not like metro gay, more like a row of pink tents gay.

How about this then?

Little darlin', it's been a long kong coldly wintah.

After a long break, we're back. with a new camera, but the same fridge. A whole lot more to come we promise...

Promise.