There was this bloke who used to sit at the train station close to the uni I was attending at the time, he’d drink cans of alcohol and do a little trainspotting. We talked a couple of times and he gave me some advice that helped me get out of my shell and talk to people a lot more. I must’ve only chatted with him, like, once or twice but I think it made all the difference in pushing me into making friends in what would otherwise’ve been a very lonely and isolated part of my life.
Another unnecessary sequel?
I’m gonna skip this one, let me know when they put Jesus in space, or make him fight Jason Voorhees, or whatever these sortsa franchises do when they run outta ideas.