It’s great to see Chris is back home and safe. Wasn’t nice to see somebody hate life so much they wanted to die, especially when it’s somebody you feel you know, even though you have never met.
But he’s home, back singing, sounding like somebody’s throttling a cat, but we wouldn’t have him any other way.
He’s also back to a newly decorated bedroom….and a can…of coke.
WELCOME BACK BUD 🙂