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By people who ask - on me asking them if they would like a FREE cd - "What is it?" It's a virus that will cause all of your electrical goods to explode. It just my bands bloody MUSIC, I thought you liked music, you're at a gig aren't you? I'm giving you FREE music for f's sake. If you ask me if I want free music I will say yes please. You'd have thought everyone had turned into record company execs, honestly. _________________ Who do you thinks been driving while you were gone!?
Channel four keep putting on the same three seasons of the simpsons at six o'clock, the same ones that were rotated on BBC2 for flippin years. GAAAAAAAH! There's 17 seasons! _________________ Who do you thinks been driving while you were gone!?
I hate people hesitating in the middle of a sentence, then eventually saying that they've forgotten what they were gonna say. _________________ www.myspace.com/uktravel = new band
People walking slowly when the city is packed. I'm going to invent some exotic device to move them out of the way, a "battering ram" if you will...
taser them, and simply step over the quivering heap. Simple _________________ Support NorwichDarkside
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People walking slowly when the city is packed. I'm going to invent some exotic device to move them out of the way, a "battering ram" if you will...
Arr don?t get me started! I was walking to College today and after numerous waves of fat arsed chavs walking three abreast on the small path I felt my fist tighten so much I thought my fingers were going to break I was that angry... I hate them all so much... I wanted to stop them and rip them apart them there and then, every last one of the fat fuckers that feel they command the path...
? I don?t want a battering ram I want a fucking hunting knife.
That would make fellow pedestrians walk faster, and more importantly out of my way! _________________ www.myspace.com/wearejackals
People walking slowly when the city is packed. I'm going to invent some exotic device to move them out of the way, a "battering ram" if you will...
Arr don?t get me started! I was walking to College today and after numerous waves of fat arsed chavs walking three abreast on the small path I felt my fist tighten so much I thought my fingers were going to break I was that angry... I hate them all so much... I wanted to stop them and rip them apart them there and then, every last one of the fat fuckers that feel they command the path...
? I don?t want a battering ram I want a fucking hunting knife.
That would make fellow pedestrians walk faster, and more importantly out of my way!
O, that's really funny. This has pissed me off for years, but you forgot to mention people with pushchairs with nothing better to do than 'have a browse' in the city, and if you're stuck behind someone both fat and with a pushchair, you can add at least ten minutes to your journey.
People walking slowly when the city is packed. I'm going to invent some exotic device to move them out of the way, a "battering ram" if you will...
Arr don?t get me started! I was walking to College today and after numerous waves of fat arsed chavs walking three abreast on the small path I felt my fist tighten so much I thought my fingers were going to break I was that angry... I hate them all so much... I wanted to stop them and rip them apart them there and then, every last one of the fat fuckers that feel they command the path...
? I don?t want a battering ram I want a fucking hunting knife.
That would make fellow pedestrians walk faster, and more importantly out of my way!
O, that's really funny. This has pissed me off for years, but you forgot to mention people with pushchairs with nothing better to do than 'have a browse' in the city, and if you're stuck behind someone both fat and with a pushchair, you can add at least ten minutes to your journey.
Yeh, or guaranteed you're in the arcade and two fat mums will pushway their pushchairs horizontally(!) across the path effectively blocking the whole thing off, just so they can have a natter.
This happened to me the other day and there was mass confusion as these two twits stood there unaware of the holdup they were causing around them.
Joined: Mar 19, 2005 Posts: 2531 Location: Straight outta Compton
wez wrote:
? I don?t want a battering ram I want a fucking hunting knife.
Try a shotgun,sure there would be a mess but hell save the effort!
I hate people that stand in the middle of aisles in places such as HMV when they are looking at CD's.It's like fair do's,by all means stand by the thing of cd's just don't pick up a cd,look at it and stand right in the middle of the aisle when it's busy!
Random ones today include
*The fact I'm nowhere near finished re-downloading my music collection
*The fact I can't get a really shit song out of my head
*People who stop in the middle of the road/path/aisle and you then bump into them and they look at you as if it's your fault
*The fact I just did the MOST FUCKING STUPID thing ever and now have tears in my eyes and need a fag!
*The fact blokes are like buses
*Being skint (not random just gay)
I am going to stop there since since I just did that thing EVERYTHING is pissing me off and I need to smoke. _________________ A weekend spent wasted is not a wasted weekend...
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