I thought it was one of them crazy moments where like, I don't know, I remember back at secondary school because we had like stairs obviously you know to go up different floors. We had a lift but you know teachers were just fucking lazy man but anyway yeah you go up the stairs the stairs were like proper steel concrete so if you fell down them stairs you're gonna get a bruise somewhere and it's gonna hurt too. And I remember those stairs, oh my days man, people used to mess about too much on them.

You still have people kicking each other down, and then it sounds like gunshots. That's how crazy it was. I remember hearing that guy falling down the stairs. Oh my days, man. That was funny, but it was crazy at the same time. And then we had people mess about to the point where they got themselves sent home. This guy jumped, smacked his forehead on the top door frame. I was like coming back from my lesson, too, because I had to go do something. And then I just seen that on the way. I was just thinking, what the fuck? And then I was blown away.

Those are not blueberries or strawberries, that's mango, what are you talking about?