So it’s a saturday night and i´m waiting for a feast of raw flesh as i while away the hours at Mrs Sex Farm’s parent’s farmhouse. It’s been a great day connecting with the great outdoors. Already i´ve caught several fish with a net and some high explosives, and have set fire to a dead sheep with some petrol. Damn that sheep fleece goes up like a dry tinderbox. Also managed to get some actual fresh air (albeit air that is tainted with the musky smell of horse shit) and i do believe i´m starting to get some colour to my cheeks.
But i need to get my heart rate pumping so i can go and punch some cows. I need some good ol’ boys music to mainline to mah inner redneck…..
