I pictured he'd send out an intern to bring him CDs, and a sack full of cheeseburgers. And beer (but he'd call it "grog"). Plus, I keep picturing him living in a castle - but not a real one, he'd live in a really tacky Medieval Times that he shipped, concrete block by concrete block, back to England.
― Chris Dahlen (Chris Dahlen), Thursday, 26 February 2004 19:00 (twenty-two years ago)