This video is a bit old now… maybe about 6 months or so. But I thought I’d put it up anyway for your viewing pleasure. Basically the back story is that we had a party in our infamous basement (a.k.a. The Squallyoaks Dungeon). Foals played. People got wasted. It was fun. However, despite all the happy/gurning faces around me, I couldn’t help but think, “Fuck! This party would be so much more fun if that god-forsaken wall wasn’t there!” So, at about 8 in the morning, we decided (or I decided and then other like-minded people joined in) that we should tare it down. Duh! I can’t believe I didn’t think of it earlier.
Hope you enjoy this more than the rest of the people I live with did… I think the quote my squat-mate Dom said the following morning was something along the lines of… “I want to rape your face with a cheese grater.”