live via: storrs, ct

there are only a handful of things that are more disgusting than waking up with east-coast-mexican-food-breath in your mouth. being parked in an alleyway in boston at 2am and having a drunkard stumble right next to your window and gurgle chowder all over himself while you're trying to eat your quesadilla probably holds a pretty firm spot as one of them.

regardless, boston was very very fresh, and in fact continued to increase in freshness as nico and native guns arrived, and reached maximum freshness when dahlak arrived friday morning! ahhh the cypher is complete! so besides nico eating lobster for the very first time ever, other debauchery ensued, including but not limited to: