Well, I kinda look like this chucklehead that makes cracky industrial music so apparently whatever decided to bring me hear has a really bad sense of humor, and I got his life.
No, I'm still a shrimp. I just grew into my looks, not... fuck, I don't know. Despite that, I still fail at ocean.
Oh god, Anne, I'm glad you're here. Petit's here too. I dropped into London, but I've got a place in New Orleans that's like, Twilight Zone Guildhouse and oh yeah, Alexi's here but we're ignoring him.