cos deez is da proper mouth tingz.. aight?

no we just lug a bunch of corpses onto the stage and leave them to it.

it stops anyone from being able to get signed anymore, cause all the labels are skint. hooray for the mp3 revolution!

no i'd rather work a 9 to 5 until i'm 65 and cant survive on my non existent pension.. oh yes the freedom to smell of whiskey and piss... can't wait.

lots of bi***y sh*** happened.

my musical influences are, farts, burps, the sound of a pissed girl vomiting, the noise a toilet makes when its flushing, and that squelchy sound that keeps coming from your moms room.

i quite like this pimple on my left arse cheek, i guess if i had to pick one it would be that one.

i just batter my cock against this glass bowl, and a tune comes out, it's mad.

yeah, once right, i was walking down the road and i saw this geezer right, and he's gone OI! and i was like "wot?" and he's gone.. "that coat belongs to steve" so i've gone "nah its mine" anyay he's gone "f***off" run over and started trying to have the off, and get my coat off me.. so I've spaked him out with this brick i saw after hes smacked me in the gob a few times, and belted him round the head with it, anyway hes fallen over this wall and ended up falling down this hill thing into a ditch.. anyway there was loads of bushes there and i couldnt be arsed to look for him..... do you reckon he'll be okay, only his mom was asking me if i'd seen him for the last few weeks... and it was a few weeks ago this happened.