Thinking about how I would have spent this Sunday before Coronavirus: A sesh with the boys. Live band playing at the local. Sinking the Furphys all day (maybe a cheeky bundy and coke). It& #39;s 5 o& #39;clock now. We& #39;re dancing in the beer garden with a 58 yr old divorced mother of three.
Kick-ons? Yeah man. Afterparty at old mates. Do you know him? I thought he was your mate lol. It& #39;s 8pm now. The bald guy with the tattoos is repeatedly explaining to me that Denzel Curry& #39;s Bulls On Parade is a cover of a Pearl Jam song. I really need to take a shit.
They haven& #39;t got toilet paper. Gonna walk to that park four kms away that has a public toilet with a broken door you can slip underneath. Someone passes me a Woodstock for a roadie. I bump into a couple on the way. They have spacers in their ears. They keep talking about BDSM.