Time After Time
Time after Time I stumble through the CHERADE that is life!
Have you ever thought hmmm life would be a lot easier if I didn't have to bloody well live it!
I'm not suicidal or anything like that, I'm just aggravated at the different struggles everyone but the very rich i.e. The Queen. Has to endure! I go to work 9 - 6(7) And work my knackers to the bone *Get it? see joke is Lloyd I have testicles that I am are worn to my Erect penis aka a boner* WE HAVE GOT TO RE-introduce that timeless classic. Anyway...by the time a get up and go to work and come home it is more like a 7.30am to 7.30pm and it SUX. Why am I putting myself through it? A question I ask every day! I just wanna win the fecking Lottery *course I need to actually buy a ticket but still*
I also hate the way people are so fake! Everyone at work except the odd few are fake! They're nice because they have to be, time and time I've heard people say oh keep in touch to each other your really good mate keep in touch drop me a txt/mail/call.....does anyone do that? Yeah right do they hell! People are ruthless and cold, but this is all covered in a sugar coated topping.
I am really lacking in imagination and my study skills are falling into the pit of oblivion, dragging my spelling and good qualities with them. I am losing my arrogance which is absolute disaster time for me because once this layer is peeled away I am like a tortoise without its shell or a bird without wings. And anyone who says arrogance is a bad thing is obviously stupid! Arrogance is the source and protector of personal confidence, if this shield is splintered the soft exterior turns to mush.
Whats more one of my favourite bands did one of the poorest gigs I can remember, Yeah Muse were PANTS! He snapped his guitar in my favourite song. They murdered new born, slaughtered hysteria and realy hurt my feelings by playing Stockholm syndrome totally last when they had already walked off stage after their second encore. Plug in Baby was class as was Time is running out and Bliss but the rest were how'd you say it *YAWN* There t'is! They forgot hullabaloo exists by not playing anything from it, there was no Hypermusic!!!! No feeling good!!!! No Citizen Erased!!! AND HE FUCKING SNAPPED HIS GUITAR DURING MY FAV OF THE ALBUM 'The Small Print' Impressive but soul destroying! Instead of just switching Guitars he stopped OOOOOOH WHY DOES LIFE BAIN ME SO!!!!! The rest of the gig consisted of every single slow piece of crap they had, You know you have a cd and you skip the stuff you hate, dont like and cant be arsed to listen to, Thats what they played! *sighs* With my heart broken and my ideologies crumbling I am going to resign myself to the fact that I have another 50 years of this B.S.
That pretty much ruined my week actually, They were pants and I had to suffer the indignity of paying £36 for tickets they were worth about £10 of it. Thanks for getting them for me however bass it was still an experience, if nothing more, these things are sent to try as, as they say, *switches to Bolton accent* WHOS THEY!!!
Anyway I am blabbering on about le Miserabell when I should be chatting about the good shit like, MY FISH TANK HAS BABIES!!!! 8 In All and still counting/catching the littles bastards. I'M A DADDY!!!!!!! Not that i humped the fish or anything....*thinks*...........CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT!!! Jeez I hate to think what spawning would be like after that, or maybe it would be a good thing, a fish with human qualities, I could call them Rampoozles and they could live above and below the ever mystical ora of the ocean blue feeding of the skeetabugz that are ever present in the land of schnitzelwontz. *loses marbles* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
PETER : "well what do you know toodles really did lose his marbles"
Black Fat Kid : *laughing* "YEAH he lost em good hehehehe"
GOD I love that film!!! Soul + Window = Hook
Skinny black kid *Pulls peters face to make him seem younger, prods his chin and makes him smile* finally he speaks: "Oh...there you are peter"
*rest of children cross the line rufio has drawn with pans old sword*: PETER!!!
*BEADLE collapses in tears of joy and wonderment at the precision of that scene*: Spielberg you LEGEND!!!!
Cant wait for the meal tonight!! Pissed as a fart and smelly as one comes to mind! Loving it! Tomorrow holds xmas eve therefore an obvious chance to watch hook and get pissed with lads from work family and friends "olay olay olay olay shake ya bum bum bum bum"
Anyway I've wasted enough working time! I got paid for writing this muwhahahahhahahah! Citigroup Suckerz!!!
Dave B
Have you ever thought hmmm life would be a lot easier if I didn't have to bloody well live it!
I'm not suicidal or anything like that, I'm just aggravated at the different struggles everyone but the very rich i.e. The Queen. Has to endure! I go to work 9 - 6(7) And work my knackers to the bone *Get it? see joke is Lloyd I have testicles that I am are worn to my Erect penis aka a boner* WE HAVE GOT TO RE-introduce that timeless classic. Anyway...by the time a get up and go to work and come home it is more like a 7.30am to 7.30pm and it SUX. Why am I putting myself through it? A question I ask every day! I just wanna win the fecking Lottery *course I need to actually buy a ticket but still*
I also hate the way people are so fake! Everyone at work except the odd few are fake! They're nice because they have to be, time and time I've heard people say oh keep in touch to each other your really good mate keep in touch drop me a txt/mail/call.....does anyone do that? Yeah right do they hell! People are ruthless and cold, but this is all covered in a sugar coated topping.
I am really lacking in imagination and my study skills are falling into the pit of oblivion, dragging my spelling and good qualities with them. I am losing my arrogance which is absolute disaster time for me because once this layer is peeled away I am like a tortoise without its shell or a bird without wings. And anyone who says arrogance is a bad thing is obviously stupid! Arrogance is the source and protector of personal confidence, if this shield is splintered the soft exterior turns to mush.
Whats more one of my favourite bands did one of the poorest gigs I can remember, Yeah Muse were PANTS! He snapped his guitar in my favourite song. They murdered new born, slaughtered hysteria and realy hurt my feelings by playing Stockholm syndrome totally last when they had already walked off stage after their second encore. Plug in Baby was class as was Time is running out and Bliss but the rest were how'd you say it *YAWN* There t'is! They forgot hullabaloo exists by not playing anything from it, there was no Hypermusic!!!! No feeling good!!!! No Citizen Erased!!! AND HE FUCKING SNAPPED HIS GUITAR DURING MY FAV OF THE ALBUM 'The Small Print' Impressive but soul destroying! Instead of just switching Guitars he stopped OOOOOOH WHY DOES LIFE BAIN ME SO!!!!! The rest of the gig consisted of every single slow piece of crap they had, You know you have a cd and you skip the stuff you hate, dont like and cant be arsed to listen to, Thats what they played! *sighs* With my heart broken and my ideologies crumbling I am going to resign myself to the fact that I have another 50 years of this B.S.
That pretty much ruined my week actually, They were pants and I had to suffer the indignity of paying £36 for tickets they were worth about £10 of it. Thanks for getting them for me however bass it was still an experience, if nothing more, these things are sent to try as, as they say, *switches to Bolton accent* WHOS THEY!!!
Anyway I am blabbering on about le Miserabell when I should be chatting about the good shit like, MY FISH TANK HAS BABIES!!!! 8 In All and still counting/catching the littles bastards. I'M A DADDY!!!!!!! Not that i humped the fish or anything....*thinks*...........CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT!!! Jeez I hate to think what spawning would be like after that, or maybe it would be a good thing, a fish with human qualities, I could call them Rampoozles and they could live above and below the ever mystical ora of the ocean blue feeding of the skeetabugz that are ever present in the land of schnitzelwontz. *loses marbles* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
PETER : "well what do you know toodles really did lose his marbles"
Black Fat Kid : *laughing* "YEAH he lost em good hehehehe"
GOD I love that film!!! Soul + Window = Hook
Skinny black kid *Pulls peters face to make him seem younger, prods his chin and makes him smile* finally he speaks: "Oh...there you are peter"
*rest of children cross the line rufio has drawn with pans old sword*: PETER!!!
*BEADLE collapses in tears of joy and wonderment at the precision of that scene*: Spielberg you LEGEND!!!!
Cant wait for the meal tonight!! Pissed as a fart and smelly as one comes to mind! Loving it! Tomorrow holds xmas eve therefore an obvious chance to watch hook and get pissed with lads from work family and friends "olay olay olay olay shake ya bum bum bum bum"
Anyway I've wasted enough working time! I got paid for writing this muwhahahahhahahah! Citigroup Suckerz!!!
Dave B