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Arse!!...the bastards have killed my internets

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One Fine Day In Gotham
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Edit: Work internet went down right after I posted this...so cheers folks :)
(Wed 4th May 2005, 11:33, More)

'ning b3ta
The campaign is really taking off :)

(Tue 11th Jan 2005, 9:08, More)

THE YEAR IS 1978
Toshihiro Nishikado is due to release Space Invaders
on an unsuspecting public...Just the b3ta testing left.



Edit: I I I I I I I I gggggggggooooootttta FP.
Thank you thank you thank you.

*faints
(Thu 15th Jul 2004, 13:44, More)

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» On the stage

About 3 years...
...ago one of the members of the theatre group, that I was a member of, wrote a rather good play which was a sort of Monty Python meets Carry-On with added music.

Anyway, it was the final night of the 3rd tour...we were in Trowbridge (*shudders*) and due to a slight problem with the advertising we had attracted a grand total of 8 people.

I was bored and just wanted to wrap and get to the pub...it occured to me that there was absolutely fuck all the director could do to me so at an opportune moment I bounced across the rear of the stage singing the badger/mushroom/snake song as loud as I could whilst imitating the badgers' dancey action.

The audience thought it was part of the show...the rest of the company adlibbed then carried on and the incident was never mentioned again.

That may have been the first live performance of weebl's work :)
(Fri 2nd Dec 2005, 15:14, More)

» Ignoring Instructions

Instructions, we don't need no stinkin' instructions
I have ignored just about every single instruction there is,
Every piece of good advice freely given,
Every sensible suggestion,
Every single clear direction,
Every speed limit and camera.

Manuals...ignored.
Warnings...ignored.
Common sense...ignored.
Maps...who fucking needs 'em.

If there's a right way I'll find it my way
which means I find it by all of the wrong ways.

I've been beaten up, blown up, patched up, stitched up, thrown out, thrown off, ripped off.
I've fallen out of trees, walked off boats, been run over and opened my kneecap with a sword.
I've welded my hand, skewed my foot, firebombed a wasps nest and stapled my little finger to a desk.

When I was a kid the police used to call at my house first when anything truely bloody stupid had been done - not criminal, well not criminally criminal...just stupid.

Have you ever attached a tractor innertube to a garage forecourt high pressure air hose and held down the trigger until it explodes...No...don't!...I hurts like fuck (although the noise is quite exceptional and the look on the car owners faces is worth a week of deafness).

Do you know why they tell you not to put aerosol cans in fire...I do...what they don't tell you is do not use in conjuction with clay based water pipes and oil filtars to make mortars (don't do this if you don't want a dirty great scar down the centre of your nose...at least).

That's it for now...if you want any advice feel free to ask :)
(Thu 4th May 2006, 23:27, More)

» Crappy Prizes

Nearly 2 years ago
I came across this site called 4lph4 or z3toid or something like that...anyway they were offering first places (I think they called them "FPs"...clever huh) for funny pictures. It seemed like a bit of a laugh and to be honest to begin with it was.
Admittedly, people were a little bit strange to begin with. It was all the new words like wee and hay and stuff (I don't like to think about side of it much). Apparently I was a knobby and hid alot...but that was ok because my picture could be seen and I was nice to other knobbys and was a bit hairy.
Anyway back to the prize thing...these FPs cool eh :) well they're a bit addictive you get one and you think well that's nice I'll try another, but the thing is you can't. It's up to somebody else, how fair is that eh? I was told it's some computer people who want to bring down our society by stopping proper work and stuff (probably muslims). Anyway sorry to be so long just thought I'd let you know and if you want to message me that's cool.
(Sat 6th Aug 2005, 2:34, More)

» Stuff You've Overheard

On a bus...coming home from work.
It was a very hot june early evening...the bus was full of very hot comuters. We were travelling through the outskirts of Brum in an area known as God's little acre. Fields, trees numerous bovine entities frolicing. From the front of the bus a young child (5-6ish) pipes up in his rich brummie accent "HEY MUM, LOOK, THAT BULL'S FUCKING THAT COW".
(Thu 10th Jun 2004, 21:44, More)

» Anonymous

I can't
otherwise I wouldn't be anonymous anymore
(Mon 18th Jan 2010, 22:06, More)
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