Its a celebration bitches...
... Show Charlie Murphy your Titties! - Rick James, bitches.
Well fuck me sideways two posts in one day and to think that I awoke my downloaded-battered self up at nine this morning. Man im still feeling the effects of a heavy metal weekend of drinking, drugs and moshing up random huge motherfuckers. Not one fucker stopped me in the myspace tent I was on a rampage. Fucking filthy weekend though, we had the bright fucking spark of camping right next to a potential dust road. Bloody marvellous! We had the right to state that we were the first six people into download, and damn straight the first fucking trailer into download. Yeah dude we just carried our shit into that festival on a goddamn trailer! I spent most of the first two days stoned outta my face. just moping around places getting wrecked and going on rides. That tunnel in the ghost house spun me the fuck out man. The music was alright this year, Metallica were a good show (Even though it pains me to say so. \m/ MEGADETH)their new song saw absolute shite though. Cant wait for 'ol 'Deths new one though now they've moved over to roadrunner. I cant remember most of the bands right now, it'll come to me in the next couple of days. The final night was uber ace though, I waited all weekend for it to kick off. The fires, tent wrecking, fucking vodka drinkning and Gnome smashing *L* I managed to cut me head with one of those little porcelean shits got me hair all matted up and shit with all the blood that came out. Managed to give Aron a nice bloody hand on his hoody though he's well chuffed it went well with all the glow stick goo all over us. Fuck it if its not good for you. Managed to bring down a row of fences in yellow camp and helped break the toilet sign down in black camp. Not to mention the tent moshing and all the fucking tents we raced up the path hahaha. Didnt get to see the riot police though, my mate ol Slap Baldycoot (Azeakial) did though. I tell you liconshire contabluary are a lot nicer and less violent than Gloucesters filth squad. Our lot would of sent a good couple of thousand to hospital, they'd flip and go greedy with their beatings ahahaha. Cracker got naked. He always does fair play to the man, absolute yeah dude. He also went to hospital after cutting his hand on a burger van pole after stealing its sign, its in the back of my garden right now motherfuckers hahaha. They've got his fucking finger bits in their van! They can keep it.
A very good weekend, shame about the crap bands (most of them). Maybe a little more hardcore fellows next year will come and represent what remains in the music, the proper shit boy-o.
As soon as my motherfucking house money comes in im booking a holiday to canada, a get-away from the crazy hill-island of Gloucester. I'll pop over and come see you Natasha, I did promise.
I've been concentrating on my fitness levels recently. I've undergone the hobby of psycho-bike riding. Anywhere, anytime no mater what time or where we're heading we'll go til whenever. We set off riding from Gloucester one night at 11pm and ended up 45 miles away on the motorway at 6am. Wild ass mornings being still awake to view an awesome sunrise on some random hill we've never even heard of before. Or know how to get home from LOL. But im definately feeling the benefits, my legs are the most toned and strong they've ever been and my ankles never been better. So you can go and get wasted all the time kids and ride to silly places and up stupid hills is the work you've got to put in to counteract any evils. Porno fitness.
I think its time for a cuppa and a smoke, adios fuckers.
Tony.
Well fuck me sideways two posts in one day and to think that I awoke my downloaded-battered self up at nine this morning. Man im still feeling the effects of a heavy metal weekend of drinking, drugs and moshing up random huge motherfuckers. Not one fucker stopped me in the myspace tent I was on a rampage. Fucking filthy weekend though, we had the bright fucking spark of camping right next to a potential dust road. Bloody marvellous! We had the right to state that we were the first six people into download, and damn straight the first fucking trailer into download. Yeah dude we just carried our shit into that festival on a goddamn trailer! I spent most of the first two days stoned outta my face. just moping around places getting wrecked and going on rides. That tunnel in the ghost house spun me the fuck out man. The music was alright this year, Metallica were a good show (Even though it pains me to say so. \m/ MEGADETH)their new song saw absolute shite though. Cant wait for 'ol 'Deths new one though now they've moved over to roadrunner. I cant remember most of the bands right now, it'll come to me in the next couple of days. The final night was uber ace though, I waited all weekend for it to kick off. The fires, tent wrecking, fucking vodka drinkning and Gnome smashing *L* I managed to cut me head with one of those little porcelean shits got me hair all matted up and shit with all the blood that came out. Managed to give Aron a nice bloody hand on his hoody though he's well chuffed it went well with all the glow stick goo all over us. Fuck it if its not good for you. Managed to bring down a row of fences in yellow camp and helped break the toilet sign down in black camp. Not to mention the tent moshing and all the fucking tents we raced up the path hahaha. Didnt get to see the riot police though, my mate ol Slap Baldycoot (Azeakial) did though. I tell you liconshire contabluary are a lot nicer and less violent than Gloucesters filth squad. Our lot would of sent a good couple of thousand to hospital, they'd flip and go greedy with their beatings ahahaha. Cracker got naked. He always does fair play to the man, absolute yeah dude. He also went to hospital after cutting his hand on a burger van pole after stealing its sign, its in the back of my garden right now motherfuckers hahaha. They've got his fucking finger bits in their van! They can keep it.
A very good weekend, shame about the crap bands (most of them). Maybe a little more hardcore fellows next year will come and represent what remains in the music, the proper shit boy-o.
As soon as my motherfucking house money comes in im booking a holiday to canada, a get-away from the crazy hill-island of Gloucester. I'll pop over and come see you Natasha, I did promise.
I've been concentrating on my fitness levels recently. I've undergone the hobby of psycho-bike riding. Anywhere, anytime no mater what time or where we're heading we'll go til whenever. We set off riding from Gloucester one night at 11pm and ended up 45 miles away on the motorway at 6am. Wild ass mornings being still awake to view an awesome sunrise on some random hill we've never even heard of before. Or know how to get home from LOL. But im definately feeling the benefits, my legs are the most toned and strong they've ever been and my ankles never been better. So you can go and get wasted all the time kids and ride to silly places and up stupid hills is the work you've got to put in to counteract any evils. Porno fitness.
I think its time for a cuppa and a smoke, adios fuckers.
Tony.