
In the spirit of exploring the cross over of puss and badass, I present you with a new phenomenon brought to my attention by Ms Juju Space Jazz, it's called guerilla knitting and has nothing to do with gorillas who can play saxophones.



Then the kids started to deal drugs out of their grandma's garage, using her washing machine to cook meth, they had to mark their territory, so they knitted these booties. BTW, they made a fair bit of money so the gran now sublets part of their trade and deals benzos to the elder clientele looking for a high.

The kids got paranoid that cops were onto them, so they knitted this phone booth over. Not quite sure why, but they were on meth, so I guess we're lucky they didn't stab us.

In an attempt to offset the business that the guerilla knitters had developed which now was an empire that spanned borders, the US Army tried to knit a flag. I think they were thinking that if they could communicate on a level the guerillas understood then they might be able to negotiate. But it didn't work, amatuers army knitters couldn't command the respect of the guerillas because there were no stars on the flag and it was more square than oblong. They may be meth dealing guerillas, but they have standards and still appreciate craftsmanship.
And that is the story of how Kyle Sandilands got his big break in radio. The rest, as they say, is probably not a very accurate history.
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