30 Hours Straight Of Twin Peaks
OMG. I could so handle it. Coffee and pro-plus spiked cherry pie would just about see you through. It’d be like watching it on drugs. The delirum would get to you so hard after a while not only would you think you were *in* the red room you’d so like totally think Donna Hayward was prettier than Audrey Horne.
Oh christ, imagine how freaky Leland would be on that level of sleep deprivation! Has anyone actually done this? If so please please share your stories. If not, join me and various other crazy people on October 23rd at the Battersea Arts Centre to see how much it will bend your mind. Tickets go on sale 1st September. Fingers crossed I get one!
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