“Alright geez, hold this huge bag of money could you, I’ve just got to fix the smoke machine.” While you were off your tits dancing in a cowshed, Wayne, founder of the Genesis raves, was coining it hand over fist, outsmarting the filth, facing down shooters, and generally living the life of smiley. A picture of reticent modesty, the Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels of acid house.
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