The droogs and I took a stroll along the flatlock marina, the sun shining- a proper day, all choodessney like. Unfortunately an issue arose, and I felt that dobby and blissful state drift away- however this was none of the old Ultra Violence. It was likely rather a bit of the old Moloko Drencrum giving way to bit of droogie-dratsing, all playful like- just Nadsats chumming around so i threw together a little cine- Viddy Well
