So after a particularly crazy night, on the way back home with Kwaku at 3 am on the Noctilien (night bus) in Paris, we came across this guy marching through the Noctlinien calling himself 'le champion du monde' and fining the world quarante euros (40 bucks) for talking blah blah. We were so inspired by him that we tried to make a rap song in homage to him when we got back... too bad our background music either kept freezing or kept playing ads throughout hahahaha. I still think it is legit and can't stop laughing whenever I see this. Recording contract, quoi.