Friday, 6 February 2009

Happy B-Day Bob!

Got to give a shot out to the man who got me through all that high school terror one reggae beat at a time. I would have been nothing without puka shell necklaces, bong rips (yes Michael!), that river and that beautiful man, Robert Nesta Marley. Weird I know. If he had not left us all on the year and month of my birth he would have been 64 today. Jah Rastafari.

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