illustration from last fall when i almost moved in to an abandoned malting plant in montreal but instead hopped a moving van to greater metropolitan. ~~ Flying Rats ! Born for eating bread crumbs at funerals, Flying rats, You'll Die on the roofs of abandoned Factorys ~~~ that is my ballad of doves, white doves and rock doves. Miss Aggression Wrote half of it. ---- The Flying Rats is Also Fishy's Former Cult. Flying rats was formed by a bunch of kids who had been Gutter Pixies but broke off when the pixies got diluted. the flying rats where a family of between 3 and 24 punks living on the roofs of buildings and only went down to ground level to sit on the sidewalks in public squares and dive for food.
you nail a little scrap of 2x4 along a 2x4 every foot or so and you tie a string arround one and and tie that to your wrist and you have a portable mini no budget ladder. grappling hooks are fun for safety lines and going down but I'd like to see how high you can climb a rope up the side of a building thats falling down. --- harrison did it 35 feet once but he thinks hes special cuz he has so much gold.
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