Now he’s my best mate, but in the early years he became obsessed with finding out where I lived. I remember after one recording session, he was like, “Where are you going now?” And I was like, “I’m going home.” I didn’t want him to come round whenever he wanted, ringing the buzzer, so I legged it. But every time I turned round, there was Ricky, following me through London, laughing his head off, which was really weird.
Karl is the best character, fictional or non-fictional, ever.(via najmetender)