For once I agree with you BF. Who gives a shit, there are more pressing things in the world worth reporting than these #firstworldproblems . Who the fuck doesn't get on the charge from time to time???
Porn on the Cob 6
Made 2 Get Laid
I always pictured Loopy's underground lair to look like Jame Gumb's basement from Silence of the Lambs
I wasn't far off, he definitely struts around down there listening to NE1 with a kimono on and his balls tucked between his legs
Thanks for that unique insight into your life, Loopster. It rubs the lotion on its skin
Just be you Loopy, the Hondurans love a loud plonker in Oakleys
yeah hilarious matt, cheers
Yes you are fucking mental Matt
Loopy whats your thoughts on the whole RIM thing at the moment? BBM?
Gareth passed away from bad aids 4 years ago
Loopy edging in as the token boob of the square, edging out Winston who has now gone on to pursue other interests
And have you seen his handwriting? Its far too big, its disgusting.
Saunderson rinsing it for every last possible cent he can earn from the cunt
Sorry but Donovan mix isn't all that. Very uninspiring and nothing unique, I don't actually see what the hype is around Ian's stuff personally. All a bit done before, all a bit mid naughties prog in 2013 clothing.
Not everyone is a fat cunt parasite like your good fat cunt parasite self BF
He plays an angsty meth head character, he's guilty about killing people, feels guilty for his girlfriend overdosing, guilty about selling drugs, lives in the face of constant adversity, paranoid about the police, paranoid about Walt, paranoid about Gus and is generally a fucking mess. What the fuck has he got to fucking smile about you fucking fuck you?
So I was right then haha
On the basis that Lazy Sunday Afternoon will undoubtedly be the soundtrack to your hedonistic, sofa based 7 hour lazy lobb whizz wankathons, I'm afraid I just can't listen to it as the thought of it and the smell of stale cheese and onion crisps is knocking me sick.
Ha. He called it on. We're all out of sympathy here, don't go randomly trolling people and not expect a retort. Fucking amateur night.
You discovered the internets all of a month ago, your patter is pish and you're like a million other bellends who come and go on the boards, thinking they're reinventing the wheel when they post unfunny, aggressive bollocks. You know fuck all, your articulation impresses no one, you're stuck in the past and you show yourself up at every given opportunity for knowing sweet fuck all. Just fuck off you try hard washed up failure, you're boring me and everyone else on this board with your tales of old and your yearning for the 90's. Its over, its gone, move on, you tiresome fucking cunt. Don't think I've seen anyone land here with such a bad attitude, since Dermo, but even he's relaxed now.
While you sit there typing furiously on that decrepid mac you bought with the drip drip of shitty PRS money from your shitty fucking records, we all just sit here and laugh at you, not with you.
Re: What are your plans for this beautiful weekend? (109 replies, posted in General Bedrock Discussion)
Last minute flight to Ibiza to finger Laughing Jacks' bird
Can confirm Diggers was rather good at Pacha on Friday.
Did you buy your tickets before you went or get them while you were there? We have always bought them when we got there but not sure if they are cheaper online? The missus is off there tomorrow and is going to Pacha tomorrow night. Are there still plenty of obviously 'shady' people there this season, I fear her time may end up with Vodka Lemon as her only poison.
She's not gonna need a ticket and its not the vodka lemon I'd fear. Straight off the plane, she'll bump into some handsome, well dressed chap and his mates at the Airport, share a taxi back to Bossa to the hotel with them, get lashed on hierbas far too quickly, suck him off in the pool and then get plowed through by him and his buds for the next 7 days, being force fed powder, pills and cock in every available orrifice, with Hot Natured on a constant loop in the background out of some battered ipod docking station. She'll come back a trembling, sweaty mess with dried spunk allover her Asos holiday clothes and won't be able to look you in the eye for 3 months. She's blatantly missed Pacha while she was getting h-bombed in the Jet apartments.
Love Ibiza, hope she has a really nice time.
Presto with a cheese and onion crisp on his shoulder
There's nothing worse than when a producer from yesteryear who made a couple of half baked prog records suddenly discovers the internet 15 years later and begins to frequent a message board where he rabbles on about inconsequential bollocks, is condescending to everyone because of some delusional belief that the industry owes him something for past services renderered and repeatedly makes himself look like an old prick on a daily basis. It was better when you fell off the world and had vanished without a trace. Just fuck off with your debates and your burgundy ya cunt.
Bitter old prog producer with a chip on his shoulder who thinks he's good at the internets, locks antlers with trolling pseudonym newbie, both of whom are shit cunts.
Fuck off back under your rocks with your shit craic the two of you
And you sound like you are stuck in 1992 all the time. Its supposed to sound like 1998 Matt you fucking loser.
Couple of young lads who are smashing it. Fair play to them
Sabotini is just a bitter old prog hound cunt with nothing better to do than knock people who are doing better than he is