met buds hizzle and robby of corks and caftans, joe, jeremy and others for a few cold beers and chicken fingers at a comfy, cozy irish pub in honor of one of the tallest, greatest, most sincere men i’ve ever known, michael fenton radigan. today was his birfday. we celebrated. we reminisced. we talked about kiduns. we laughed. but mostly, we recited lines from one of the best animated cartoons of all time.
“he’ll save children, but not the british children.”