Dear Vice,
My friend's dad came over to my house the other day. I hadn't seen him for ten years so it was pretty weird. For some reason he dresses like an eccentric wizard and smells like a lifetime's worth of patchouli incense which is hard to take but he's really nice and proactive and has more friends than most people I know put together. Anyway, he sat in the middle of my loungeroom and read the Gangs issue from cover to cover before silently slipping out the door, like Gandalf going off to save the world or something.
Cheers, Dave
My friend's dad came over to my house the other day. I hadn't seen him for ten years so it was pretty weird. For some reason he dresses like an eccentric wizard and smells like a lifetime's worth of patchouli incense which is hard to take but he's really nice and proactive and has more friends than most people I know put together. Anyway, he sat in the middle of my loungeroom and read the Gangs issue from cover to cover before silently slipping out the door, like Gandalf going off to save the world or something.
Cheers, Dave