(no subject)

"Flash is not dead! I simply ran out of juice! And before five hundred girls all go 'oh, what's the point in living any more?' I'm talking about petrol! Woof!"

There are some people who bring to life such a glorious madness, such a wonderfully transcendent lunacy, that one forgives them any foolish choices: if they act or speak in ways that seem counter to good sense, it's simply because they live their lives as a willful affront to the notion of balanced books and followed rules. Instead, they sail beyond the edge of the world, and dare one to follow.

Rest in peace, Rik Mayall.

(no subject)

"Flash is not dead! I simply ran out of juice! And before five hundred girls all go 'oh, what's the point in living any more?' I'm talking about petrol! Woof!"

There are some people who bring to life such a glorious madness, such a wonderfully transcendent lunacy, that one forgives them any foolish choices: if they act or speak in ways that seem counter to good sense, it's simply because they live their lives as a willful affront to the notion of balanced books and followed rules. Instead, they sail beyond the edge of the world, and dare one to follow.

Rest in peace, Rik Mayall.