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» Pretentious bollocks
Bobb Todd the groincrusher,
the 13 tracks of silence at the start of the korn album actually make up 2 minutes of silence (or something like that) in memory of a fan that died in a moshpit at a Korn gig.
my brother told me this the other day, completely randomly, and it didnt make me hate the band any less.
(Thu 29th Sep 2005, 23:47, More)
Bobb Todd the groincrusher,
the 13 tracks of silence at the start of the korn album actually make up 2 minutes of silence (or something like that) in memory of a fan that died in a moshpit at a Korn gig.
my brother told me this the other day, completely randomly, and it didnt make me hate the band any less.
(Thu 29th Sep 2005, 23:47, More)
» My Worst Vomit
passport control
when i was about 11 , we went on a family trip to portugal. he night before we stayed n some travel lodge at gatwick airport (coincidentaqlly this wa the night that the UKlottery started- woo) and coz the restaurant their wasntup to much we sat in our little hotel room and made sandwhiches my dad ad bought from out fridge to stop them going off. he made everyone else tuna andmayo sandwhiches and he made me a fish paste sandwhich, using some extremely prehistoric fishpaste. the bathroom door in the our room ws 1 of those 1s without windows, so it had a grating on te outside. in my rush to get to the toilet, i puked through this great, which if course hit the door as wlel and slid down it onto the floor. the inside of the rate got jammed up with puke and when we opened the door it was all up the wall on the other side of the bathroom.
so after cleaning this up, i managed to get the slightest bit of sleep and woke up very erly the next morning for our flight. i felt sick again, however,as we entered the airport, so my mum, in all her infinite wisdom, bougt me a lucozade sport to to make me feel better. still feeling sick, we headed towards passport control where my mum got stopped because shed accidentally left a breadknife from making the sandwhiches the night before in her hand luggage. the passport people were getting angry becoz they didnt think tey would let us fly, and they were in the middle of an argument when i walke up and said, "excuse me". they both turn3ed around just in time to see my throw up all over the floor, the X-ray machine, someone elsesluggage and just aout everything else that got in my way. they forgot about the knife pretty quickly after that.
(Thu 26th Aug 2004, 1:41, More)
passport control
when i was about 11 , we went on a family trip to portugal. he night before we stayed n some travel lodge at gatwick airport (coincidentaqlly this wa the night that the UKlottery started- woo) and coz the restaurant their wasntup to much we sat in our little hotel room and made sandwhiches my dad ad bought from out fridge to stop them going off. he made everyone else tuna andmayo sandwhiches and he made me a fish paste sandwhich, using some extremely prehistoric fishpaste. the bathroom door in the our room ws 1 of those 1s without windows, so it had a grating on te outside. in my rush to get to the toilet, i puked through this great, which if course hit the door as wlel and slid down it onto the floor. the inside of the rate got jammed up with puke and when we opened the door it was all up the wall on the other side of the bathroom.
so after cleaning this up, i managed to get the slightest bit of sleep and woke up very erly the next morning for our flight. i felt sick again, however,as we entered the airport, so my mum, in all her infinite wisdom, bougt me a lucozade sport to to make me feel better. still feeling sick, we headed towards passport control where my mum got stopped because shed accidentally left a breadknife from making the sandwhiches the night before in her hand luggage. the passport people were getting angry becoz they didnt think tey would let us fly, and they were in the middle of an argument when i walke up and said, "excuse me". they both turn3ed around just in time to see my throw up all over the floor, the X-ray machine, someone elsesluggage and just aout everything else that got in my way. they forgot about the knife pretty quickly after that.
(Thu 26th Aug 2004, 1:41, More)