Thursday 18 September 2008

Gospel

The Virgin Mary appeared before me and raped me.

david cross is really fu(cking)nny (does that work, no i guess not)

Watched rocknrolla last night

positives

toby kebbell (as good as he is in dms)
tom wilkinson on top form
humour like lsa2sb and snatch
in general a return to form

negatives
starts well ends appallingly, looks like it could be a good ending and then just sets its self up for a sequel, but no real concrete ending, it just kind of shoots its self in the foot.

guitar stand didnt turn up today, but did, i rang up to rebook and the woman couldnt understand i was okay with leaving it in the back garden, it was a sugar shit nightmare, the good gthing being though that the computer i talked to was well good, it actually understood what i was saying. and i mumble a lot.

PLASE TELL ME YR POSTCODE
DONT SAY A FOR APEL JUST SAY THE LETTARS

a for apple, what the fuck

I SAD DONT SAY A FOR APPEL

a for apple...

I. I

a.

A FOR APPEL

you're doing it now

EXCLUDE ME FROM THE VINTAGER, HELPING SOME OF THE OTHER 5 BIKLION PEOPLE ON PLANET

sorry, can i speak to a real person now
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  1. CART
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CARRRRRRRRRRRT


electricity make me a ghost, power my little golf cart as i glide around
shopping centre security at its finest, i geordie green am one solid gold pimp,

fucking wheels on the kerb shit, something, shouldnt have drank so much
drinking on the job is easy through this night though, i am a solid gold pimp

may i never fucking, rust, does gold rust... do the old rust? shit i am good
must mop the skidmarks up later, no one will know then, the bump will pop out

fuckinh chipped nailpaints, fucking ar shit, fuck, bumping bollard cock sword
calm down, it'll be okay, just like say a dog jumped out, yeh silly to stress out

fgucba fff, balls, that noise, shit, wait... ... ... no br no broken glass gone yet
just go back to sleep again, shit, what them kids doing. FUCK OFF, all gone.

fucking hell, shit, light, 3,30am, get some coofffeeeee, will be okay, fuck the
cast cart itsall mashed up, i'll be okay, fucking dog jumped out and i swerved

sbs yeah, yeah, i mean it was a fucking huge thing, must have got thrugh fence
i had a look couldnt find out, okay seeya tomorrow night, i am a solid gold pimp

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