A local street on the way back from the pub had sunken hedges just right for divebombing or dropping girls into. Now the council has replaced these hedges with wooden fences, and walking home from the pub has become less exciting. Why are all the good things in life slowly being taken away from us?
― Roderick the Visigoth. (Jake Proudlock), Wednesday, 6 August 2003 08:43 (twenty-two years ago)