How Can I Trust You, You Slept With My Man In New York!

13/11/98

G’Day and a big dog’s bollocks hello to you all…

We’re real sorry that we haven’t written in a while, but the UK is sooooooooooo expensive that getting onto the net is really bleeding us…

Since our last letter though, we’ve done an absolute poo load of things and since we’ve gotten heaps of mail wanting to know how we are, I guess it’s time for another group letter boys and girls.

Well after our last email in San Francisco, we hopped on a greyhound bus and did the awful 3 and a half day journey across the big US of A to Boston on the east coast… and nothing could have prepared us for how crap it was!!!

Honestly, we had every weird-arsed American caricature on that bus including hip-hop homeboys and old guys speaking in jive. We even had the cops do a drug raid and hassle some freaky dude about possessing a gun on the bus… which in retrospect was not a good idea, since after the cops left he placed the gun on his lap and started preaching about god giving him the right to bear arms… scary shit… Only in America… right…. Continue reading