A punter innocently enquires about the latest ADID release and casually mentions to the chirpy shop assistant (Derms) that he thinks it’s ‘the best track Sasha has ever produced’.
A few hours later he returns home to find his front door kicked in, his family strewn about the living room with their heads caved in with a clawhammer and ‘Cunts’ written in their blood over the fireplace.
