I met MF Doom, who was working at a hotel, and he really wanted to duet on a track. My laptop (which has some of my sound recording software on it) was at my aunt's house in Indiana, so I went there to get it, and was stopped in the backyard by my uncle. "It's squirrel-hunting season," he said, "and if you want to get your laptop you'll have to do your part." I reasoned with him, telling him that there wasn't much in the way of forest where he lived, and as such, he should seek to preserve the natural squirrel total, but then saw a really big squirrel behind him with ten or fifteen little squirrels on its back, like a double-decker bus. We ended up just erecting a big fence instead, because shit. That was a big squirrel.