26th May 2012. The day I pissed off Preston.
“The second instant was a hit and run. I was minding my own business doing sketch cards for fans when someone pushed through the crowd, sprayed me with what I hope was water from a water bottle, and took off running after throwing down some manifesto of some sort (which I didn’t even bother to read so nice wasted effort there man).”
How rude! I was only trying to stop him doing a godawful Spongebob impression! Wheres my purple heart!?
That looked really refreshing. The awkward fumbling made it magic
I hope a spritzer terrorist never makes me his next target to lightly mist