Sell Your Soul To The Devil
Second day running that I’m posting a Danny MacAskill video. This one shows that I have more in common with him than I’d first thought:
- We’ve both sold our souls to the devil. In his case, it involves getting paid to advertise a car (Oh, Danny, how could you !?). Though in return for that, he got his amazing bike skills. So probably not a terrible deal. Mine was the more traditional waiting at the crossroads at midnight, a pint of chicken blood, and a tiny tattoo on the back of my right hand that looks remarkably like a freckle. Exactly what I got in return is a closely guarded secret.
- Looks like we’re both sh*t scared of wasps. Annoying, useless, petty insects. Bastards.
Anyway - here’s the video: