OUR WALK TO COUNTESTHORPE

thats it. ill be doing a weekly post maybe tommorow or the next day, thanks!

GOOD INNIT 012

i know ive not done one of these in a while, so here it is!



when browsing some house guys on myspace with darryl the other week, he was showing me this guy called kavinsky. his image and gimmck is amazing, like an old cool sort of manga comic, and he really dresses like the cartoon too.






it put me in mind of this peice of chromeo artwork i saw once. very very nice innit?

this apparently is the new dance that is sweeping brazil. make of it what you will, brazilians dont give a fuck about what you think.

this made me laugh. WAKE UP AND STOP BEING STUPID, START LIVING YOUR LIVES.

why the huge gap? i dont know, i cant remove it with my sub-par html skills, so its staying. sorry.

this is one of my favourite tunes right now, by rusko, the dubstep guy featuring vocals from Amber Coffman. very very nice work.

	rusko - hold on .mp3
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

WASTEMAN OF THE WEEK - TEMPA T

i said it. i came out and i said it. fuck him. fuck next hype, the most over played piece of shit ever. i remember back in the day, tempz was one of those guys in the grime scene who didnt give a fuck, and you knew he meant it. his biggest reload used to be from "SWIIIIIIIING" and it was like "catch him round the back of the flats, SWIIIIIIIIIIIIIING... BANG HIM! YOUR ON THE FLOOR, NO MOVEMENT YOUR ON THE FLOOR!" and it was sick. i remember around 2006 seeing him do it at liquid with skepta and he fucked up the whole thing, pure energy. he was coked off his little shiney face. look at the picture below, thats the old tempz, the old tempz that belonged to slew dem crew.

now the new tempz. the new tempz hangs around with jme, who anyone who knows anything knows is bad company in terms of making good grime music. im sure he is a nice guy, and good luck to him. but fuck him when he touches a mic with his played out dont-want-to-talk-about-anything-good-style. fucking new tempz, he has become the new pin up guy for people who dont really like grime, they just heard next hype in sophbeck and thought that was the beggining of tempz, and by shouting "GET OUT THE CAR!" they are on to a winner. thats what you get if you hang around with jme, you become part of jme's fan base, predominately indie listening to students.

fuck off, fuck you, fuck next hype and most of all fuck the new tempz for starting that, you cunt.

the new tempz is out now in the video below.

DRAWING CLUB!*

yesterday, me katie, jr and eric had a little drawing club at mine. here is what we produced.

this was katies efforts.


eric:




Jr:


and me.

thankyou, GOOD INNIT coming soon!

OBAMARAMA: BARACK IS THE KING OF THE INTERNET

ALSO: OBAMA'S IN PAJAMA'S. basically, barrack obama, has under new law the power to switch the internet off. this is to stop communication between terrorists if we enter "times of national emergency."

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IVE BEEN SLACKING, BAD.

all this week ive been working like a dog because i badly need to get some money up. ill try to do a little post over the weekend and then one next week, ive just had a lot to sort out.


i saw this after the england - algeria game. i bet they felt like right twats. i dont understand this. wicked, get behind your country and that, but overkill a bit? every fucking window has a flag. it doesnt make you more of a fan does it?



went out for a few drinks after the match, and jr was talking about his date parker. its set in stone now, July 11th 2010. expect coverage.



W is for wasteman. i never get these guys, the one who is in fancy dress, when none of their friends are.


beaver popped out for one.

i always see this little cartoon at work and like the little fat chips with their crap little faces. the cartoon on the tub is changing, so i thought i would get this while i could.

jamie made me a little sandwich when i got back from work last saturday. he got a few sweets and a little can of pop too. pretty niiiice.

this was some kinda thing he brought back from italy. one half was the toy and the other half was a gooey mess, that only kinda could get away with, with like two wafer balls in it. you use the white scooper (stuck down to the orange segment) to spoon out the mix.

a few of us went to a bbq later that night. we didnt stay too long, it was really cold, and the bbq had been left to go out. these are some sausages that we tried to cook for ages. sauswah bunidge.

speaking of sausages, there is a new flavour tesco's pasta pot out. trust me, it was fucking mental. bare sausage, really loads. i was going crazy for it. i swear i could live off these things. WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT TESCO'S PASTA?

there were (initially) 24 people at football this sunday, so we organised 4 6-a-side teams and had a mini tournament. we won our first game, and when we went to play the winners of the other game, the losers (who played them before us) said they were cheats. they weren't wrong, they ruled out a goal george scored, and that left it at 2-2.

we settled it with a penatly shoot out, and it came down to me in sudden death. initially, the linesman(s) (and might i add friends of the rival team) said my penalty was a goal, and that the keeper parried it into the imaginary net, but then changed there minds. the other team converted there penalty and went on to "win."

another one of those church boards.

pulled a sneaky one in peri peri. me john and brad asked for our drinks before the food was finished, and got them, then when we got served the food (by a different guy) he gave us a can each with our meals. WINNER

this is tim. this is tim on his break. ive really enjoyed working full time this week, the full timers are really good at the minute, and when the weather is nice, it puts me in a really good mood. tim is really really good company.

i wrapped an elastic band around a biro really tightly.

also, on wednesday i had one of the best days ive ever had at bookers. because it was hot, the boss brought round some ice creams for everyone working the shop floor. a little buzz went round as everyone ate them. everyone was really happy for a bit.

also, i had a lovely lunch break. i gave this little cafe round the corner a go. i got a sausage, cheese and bean baguette and it was only £2.30. it was really really nice. whats more, keiran did the leg work, so by the time he brought it back to me, it was perfect to eat, and not too hot.

obviously wednesday was the day england played slovenia. the boss managed to get a signal on the little telly in the training room, and said we could have it on in there. the picture was awful, and tv was tiny, but it was another little win. we werent allowed to outright watch it, but we could stick our heads around the door every 5 minutes or so to see how things were going.

also, he let me played the radio 5 live commentary over the tannoy, nice and loud to the whole warehouse. it sounded wicked, to hear voices raise from different isles as england got a chance.

it was funny, there were fans popping in to do a bit of shopping wearing england shirts. these are the sort of gimmick fans what do my head in. they know they should be wearing england shirts, but dont really care. one customer asked me if it was still 0-0. surely if he was bothered he would have had the commentary on in the car on the way up.

i only took 30 minutes lunch that day, so my boss let me take the other 30 from 4.15 to 4.45 and watch the last 30 minutes of the match, it was a brilliant day.

the rain momentarily came on thursday and smelt beautiful.

we went to tesco for lunch.

the ever optimistic sun.

saw this woman in subway. subway was never gonna save her.

and then loads of random objects pushed in between those two camo painted vehicles near narbs. sofas, metal boxes and some other bits and bobs.

me and keiran got a deal on some mars thickshakes. i dont know if you have ever tried them, but they are fucking unreal. like a liquid desert, and apparently the perfect hangover cure. i only went and poured it into my fucking crunch corner didnt i? fuck off rules.

tim was on lunch with me and keiran today. he had a kebab. most days he gets two bacon and mushroom cobs from the fore-mentioned cafe, but he told us today "keeeeeebab. every friday i treat myself to a keeeeeebab".

thanks for reading. not really seen much funny stuff with week because i havent been outside my place of work much. i worked it out today, and even though ive wasted what is definitely going to be the hottest week of the year at work, ill only be clearing about 110 pounds more than normal. i dont mind paying taxes but when i think about it going towards paying for some lifeless drip to sit at home and watch jeremy kyle because she couldnt fucking keep her nickers on, i want to go and stab a womb.