Gus Chamber

I've yet to hear a Raoul Moat joke, someone help me out here...

Does pretending to be a witty, sexy, wealthy, well-endowed man count as deception?

They won't notice either way if you start talking about nonsense like feelings and stuff. They love that shit.

Where do you draw the line? What level of deception is a criminal offence?

When she turns out to be an idiot after pretending not to be for a while.

Very true, but isn't it a bit unsporting that the folk that are subject to the killing attempts down just lie down and take it? It's like they've not paid attention to the script. Fight back and all that, it's just down right rude!

It's just not cricket, what?

Shed no tears...

They're not girls and boys, they're men and women. Adults who made a choice.

To kill.

I've probably said it before, but this one really bugs me - fussy eaters. This also extends to people who refuse to try new foodstuff, or people that insist Chicken Tikka Masala is 'too spicy', or the folk who ask for a plain Big Mac.

Kinda annoys me as well, but it's them that's missing out by not broadening their horizons so fuck them for the snivelling sods they are. Alternatively, starve them for a day or two and that should sort them out. Let's see you turn your nose up at it now, you spoilt cunt.

Pointless, boring stalk like every single other one on this revolting thread.

I like the Smashing Pumpkins

Apology accepted.

'rambling at best, and incoherent at worst'

Yup, that's about right...

Not a Dickinson fan then? I was having a totally uninformed guesstimate actually, but a quick consultation finds 'Live After Death' was released in 1985 and thus my guess was actually correct (for my personal Maiden tastes anyways).

Spot on, can't hack his voice at all. Nails on a blackboard has nothing on that shrieky warbling git.

Was listening to all the Di'anno output yesterday, still fucking love it too. "This song is called...Driftaahh".

Why is any cunt still in Iron Maiden, they have been pish for about 25 years

I'd say 29.

Hate is healthy.

Never a truer word spoken.

Why would a convicted rapist thig want to be associated with a club like Rangers?

Mike Tyson in the Bluenose corner | The Sun |Home Scotland|Scottish News

And why would a "family club" like Rangers not take immediate steps to distance themselves from him? Then again, they were quite happy to take a million off a pondlife ned cunt like "lotto lout" Mikey Carroll so don't expect any standards from a Rangers bastard. Come to think of it, I'm hard put to think of anything more stomach-churning than a "Rangers family". What a nauseating mental image.

This just reinforces my belief, like it needed any reinforcing, that they're the most disgusting team in the entire world, even more so than Falkirk and that's saying something. They are lower than whale shit, they could crawl under a snake wearing a tophat, they are fucking vile and the sooner the sectarian bastards are wiped off the face of the fucking earth to the point of complete extinction the better. Words just cannot adequately convey the revulsion I feel for them, the fucking Rangers bastards. I really get a perverse relish out of despising them.

Incorrect, was actually the Quo that kicked things off.

YouTube - Status Quo - Rockin' all over the world (LIVE AID 1985)

Ah well, shows how much I was paying attention.

Bloody smartarse...

Scottish fitba needs a shakeup its soooo boring these days. :sleeping:

Sure is, Dunfermline being relegated has spoiled everything...

I remember watching the first bit as it was Adam Ant who opened the whole thing. Once he finished I fucked off to my bedroom to listen to Motorhead.

Going down to Derby on the train is so dull, for ages all you see out the window is flat land and big chimneys spewing out steam. Almost started to feel like i was in scooby doo where the back ground just repeats itself over and over again until you reach your destination.

You could always, y'know, read?

That's something you do with a book, in case you were wondering.

Have faith, Jamie had his guitar nicked after he left it in Drummond's (i.e. got pissed as a rat and forgot it) after the Wormrot gig but the pikey shitcunt handed it back in a few weeks ago as word had, for some unknown reason, got out that there was an entire band ready to commit violence upon the miscreant. No idea how that came about...

So if word gets out that there's a bunch of big chief hair farmers on the warpath well, it may help the cause.

I got on the bus at Broad Street. I paid my fare, and I stepped over the unconscious drunken man sprawled all over the floor.

This is the best bit. Hopefully done with a nonchalant "ah fuck him, I don't give a shit, it's his own fault" air.

The Police. Fuck Tha Poh-lice.

I got on the bus at Broad Street. I paid my fare, and I stepped over the unconscious drunken man sprawled all over the floor. You know. The usual. Then the bus driver declared that we had to wait for the Police to come and move him before we could carry on. If I had a good arm on me, I could have thrown a stone at the Police station from where I was, yet we waited for half an hour, before two meatheads from the upper deck had had enough, grabbed the arms and the legs each and dragged him off the bus. It took a brave soul to do just that, because in the half an hour we waited, the guy had managed to piss and shit himself, and puke all over the seat he was sat on. Not really ideal when you're inside what is essentially a glass case as the sun beams through the windows. Fucking hideous. Not really any clue what could have taken the bizzies so long to get from Queen St to Broad Street. They never showed either. It took two civilians to do their job.

Fuck the Police.

I hear you, although it isn't really the police who you should be annoyed at but the infantile dribbly who can't look after himself.

Think it's Steven Milne who deals with the gigs at Weep, NotBald.

So ask away.

And watch Bonesaw get the slot.

The proof:

I can't understand how anyone would have preferred Uruguay to win.

On the "Scum" version of "You Suffer", it sounds like the vocalist is shouting "Uruguay".

I don't care if nobody knows what I'm talking about either, it's reason enough for me to want them to win everything.

"I'll put it anoth...no actually, I'll just repeat the question..."

Who is she anyway?

She is a classy bit of crumpet. So classy that I'm not even going to lower the tone and explain at lengths the ways in which I would sexually indulge her.

I will, then.

Who is she anyway? She looks like she'd actually cry if you pushed a finger or two up her arse mid-romp.

Gently of course,