Duvets

I had it all, I had a stereo that was very decent, a wardrobe that was very respectable, that was close to being complete. Sh*t man now its all gone…all gone.

Do you know what a duvet is? It’s a blanket…just a blanket. Now why do guys like you and I know what a duvet is? Is it essential to our survival…in the hunter gatherer sense of the word? No. What are we then…?

You know…consumers…

Right! We are consumers…we are by - products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty…these things don’t concern me. What concerns me are celebrity magazines, a television with 500 channels, some guy’s name on my underwear…Viagra..

Martha Stewart…!

F*** Martha Stewart. Martha’s polishing brass on the Titanic…its all going down man so f*** off with your Sofi unit and string green stripe patterns. I say never be complete. I say lets evolve. Let the chips fall where they may. That’s me and I could be wrong, it’d be a terrible tragedy

Well…my insurance policy will probably cover it…

The things you own end up owning you…but do what you like man.