CASUAL DINING

Yo, I love Rick Ross so so much.

I went for lunch with bradley last monday. we went to the slug and lettuce for a half price thing that they do. they serve a fajita platter for 2; we got one each. it was a delicious ridiculous highlight to the week. i'm going to text him in a bit and see if he is on it again, i'll let you know.

i've got a clicker on my desk that i fiddle with. over a couple of days i clicked it up to 9999 as i was doing my work. it felt so good to reach the end of the cycle. i clicked it back over to 0000 at felt a pure sense of completion.

we shot a video tuesday night. its posted below!

everyone was rolling g'ed up.

i edited it the following evening. there were some genius still shots.

i swear down i fucking hate young mums. I'm busy on my lunch. I've got an hour. I've not fucking got time for you to try and play british bulldog and get in my fucking when I'm trying to get somewhere. work your day around people who actually need to be in town at around 1pm.

I had to dash across town to meet brad, get food, eat and get back in an hour and wherever i turned there was a fucking pushchair slowing me down. shit really, really pisses me off.

i met jamie for bar b.q. base the other day. he got the showerist meal. half chicken, hot with salad and chips. its so show they don't even put it on a plate or in a bag, its just on a tray. go there, its on narborough road. they have a ridiculously good cheap menu.

james corden was signing his book in waterstones. all the people in the queue had bought his book. they were all queuing up to meet him and get their copies signed. i find that mind blowing. why would you want to meet him? what would you say?

i loved this. harvey nick's gets pride of place. the baby has to go elsewhere.

me, jamie, jimlad and frank went handmade burger for lunch. it was really really impressive. i had a barbecue chicken burger, and they tenderised the breast so it was thin and long and folded it over in the bun, with all the salad, bacon and cheese in the middle.

i love it when jimlad pulls this face, like a little perplexed cartoon duck. it makes me giggle. haha

this rolled through leicester. nice innit?

wheeeeeey!!!! it was kyles birthday. we all went to the pub for a bit.

and then went and let a load of fireworks off and fucked around.

kyle was posing off in front of one to get a picture and it suddenly proper exploded and went well loud! you can just make him out in this picture about 2 yards away from it on one knee!

it was a really good, fun night.

i saw a bloke with a pony tail and a bald patch. I'm not saying its wrong, but I'm pretty sure if i has a pony tail rocker and i started balding i would just adapt rather than look like this. OR! take the hair bobble out and brush it all forward and over the top like a cool kind of under cut.

he suddenly turned around just after i took this picture and i just acted like i was taking a photo of something else. looking back at the photo it must have been so blatant because of my shadow.

it was a very, very delightful day on saturday. the sky was very nice.

i had a cracking big mac yesterday. i don't have them that often, but when i do i really enjoy them.

this made me smile this morning. i flipped over the washing basket to get a shirt out and they all held their form and shape. looooll like a lasagne made from clothes.

thats all really. looking back through this post I'm realising why I'm so fucking skint all the time. all my money goes on dining, constantly eating in restaurants like I'm some balling city guy. i need to start taking a packed lunch to work.

thanks for reading guys!

IT MAKES ME LAUGH (OFFICIAL VIDEO)

heyyyoooo! we filmed a music video in the week for a song that we did. big up callun and darryl for filming and directing it. myself, twisted pennys and skitza have all got a whole load of other stuff on youtube to have a look around for some more and feel free to share this link!



Thankyoooou!

BADVERTS (AND PHOTOS)

yo, yo, yo, yo.

I've been looking at things with my eyes, here are some wicked things i've seen and enjoyed recently, and now i want you to see them and enjoy them.

i can't even credit these illustrations and photographs because when i saved them to my computer i didn't think to save who they were by.

i think this photo of rick ross is so sick. the lighting and that.

here are a few adverts also. i don't watch a load of tv, so there is a good chance that a lot of you have already seen these a bazillion times. to me, they are relatively new, and if you have not seen them then please take a couple of minutes to enjoy them as I'm sure you will not regret it.

ESPECIALLY THIS ONE

eskimo dance. happy birthday to my good friend kyle, he is 23 today. enjoy your weekend everyone.

FACES I PULLED THE OTHER DAY

i always pull the same horrible face so i worked on a few new different ones the other day. here is some stuff i come up with, i hope you like it.

BONUS ROUND - BRADLEY ANDREWS

CHICKEN

I'm doing my iPhone update as i write this, i hope nothing goes wrong and I've still got all my stuff. it puts me in mind of that quote from fight club when tyler durden burns down...edward nortons apartment and says 'the things you own end up owning you.'

anyway if you wanted philosophy and wisdom you would have gone somewhere else online, you have come here for food photos, swear words and weird losers. welcome to wicked-land. in we go.

i got a load of fonts from the guy who does all the DMU night life graphics the other day. i accidentally pressed 'open' instead of 'install' and this mental shit happened. so glad i didn't have to manually close every single individual box.

bradley (a.k.a the wicked-land street team) got spotted in mosh by a couple of keen readers. hold tight them. i wanna start a photo album on Facebook where people can take photos of them throwing up a wicked-land 'W' hand signal or write a note on a bit of paper and tag wicked-land in. do you reckon it would work?

i met frank for subway one day last week. we got the nice sub cross section going on.

there was a dead rat in my entry to my back yard. i spotted it when i went to get my washing in after work one day. the rancid thing is i went out in my socks the night before to hang my washing out and would have come so close to standing on the fucker.

there is this dickhead white cat who always jams in my back yard. i hate it. so chilling and intrusive, although i reckon this was probably his work so ill give him a prop for that.

the cafe rouge chistmas party poster is a nice bit of design.

i went for lunch at orange tree in the week with sandy and lauren. chicken fajitas. fucking unreal. the salsa was mixed in with the chicken and peppers, it was just delicious. i want them again. everyday since i went i have looked at this photo.

literally anything for money aint it. 'screme eggs.' the goo inside better be fucking green. it better be.

i managed to do this with my head/face the other day. no photoshop, all that mass is in my face. i was quiet proud of this.

this is one of the harshest pains you can feel. i hate it when this happens. even worse is when after taking a picture you pick up the fork to wipe it down and the knife slips in. fuck that.

speaking of forks i made this. me aaron and dan decided this would be perfect for eating pasta and that. just bomb over the top of them and stab them on. because regular forks have not worked fine for 100's of years.

so i went for this. like a devil horns 'rock on' hand sign. good innit.

kyle miller left for L.A yesterday. he had a few drinks on braunstone gate with a load of old faces to see him off. he wore a wicked t-shirt.

YOU CANNOT JUST EAT A WEIRD FRUIT IN MARYLAND BRO. NOT THE LICK

well thats a lie isn't it. definitely. because 'all premier league' games are not televised. i might roll down there at 3pm next saturday and expect to see football, then get furious when they are not showing it, let alone not showing all the games simultaneously.

christiano ronaldo was in nandos.

as was jamie campbell. he luuur'dat haloumi cheese.

he was explaining to me this is the most pleasurable way to enjoy it.

1 part white nandos chicken fresh off the bone, 1 part peronaise, 1 part haloumi. anybody who can look at this little forkful and say that nando's is over priced or over rated is fucking mental. what world do you live in.

probably the same world as this useless drip. i can't imagine how demeaning this must feel.

hot girl at a bar: 'so, what do you do for work?'

board man: 'I stand literally outside maryland wearing a fucking A board. advertising maryland.'

genius. however, in narborough road food wars, maryland are now doing free delivery. fucking mental shit.

big up all the matrix men. i see you around still. i bet we will see some more with the change in weather.

we went out for jimlads birthday saturday night. i sat and watched him drink 7 jägerbombs in about 10 minutes. he was smashed.

jamie had a good night too. this was round mine the following morning.

darryl constantly buys annoying little knick knacks to have around his computer. he doesn't need this! his laptop has this on it!!! its so small and fucking annoying.

i hate this jumped up box too. i want to tell it its not in london. the old design we had all over leicester worked just fine, we don't need your new, trying-to-be-a-spaceship one.

thats all. i took some pictures of me pulling some faces the other day, ill post them up tomorrow i reckon. I've found i do the same one over and over again so i tried to get some new ones out. thank you for reading!

WASTEGASH OF THE WEEK - SHARON OSBOURNE

Yo, its been a while but in we go.

I fucking hate this dumb bitch. she gets away with murder. one of those talentless drips who wormed her way into the public eye on someone else's name (see chloe kardashian) and has carved a career out of not really having any talent. It's like there are no boundaries to what she is allowed to do/say because she was on that TV show a while ago with the rest of her attention seeking family so she has set the standards. she can do and get away with whatever the fuck she wants. deluded old bitch. she is so fucking nasal and whiny, i honestly cannot comprehend how woman can hold her in such high regard, and care for what she has to say.

is it because she was a brilliant parent? i don't think so. she raised two fame hungry little moon headed morons. or could it possibly be her famous sexism? oh its so funny isnt it. everyone loves it when that old dickhead off the t.v, sharon osbourne says what she has to say about males, yet fails to realise the very platform that has been carved out for her to use was built by her husband.

sharon jokes about some woman who castrated her husband

if you have not yet watched the video below, watch it now.

sharon osbourne lashes out at chris tarrant.

seriously, i wish this divvy nobody would hang herself, its gone on for far too long.