Toshiya
So my extended family was over today, aunts, uncles, and cousins. My mam hid the SCART and HDMI leads, because I was going to spend the day in my room with the PS3. So I was forced to interact with that familial cunts
A particularly doe-eyed cousin convinced me to play chasing with her and a few of the other younger kids. After proving that being four times their age granted me superior athletic abilities, I went back inside. Mainly because I was out of breath, the only exercise I have gotten in the last ten years is wanking to Jeremy Kyle and stealing my dad's cigarettes
I ended up sitting beside one of my uncles, and chatting about music. His eclectic and old taste dwarfed my pseudo-hipsterdom. Anyway he was telling me how back in the punk-rock era he used to do lighting for concerts. One night the band who was playing had no sound engineer (because he was too stoned), so my uncle ended up doing the lighting and sound for them. Afterwards he was chatting to the bassist backstage for a while
Now I am sure you are wondering what this has to do with you in particular, I have not told you the band's name yet to build up tension. They were,
The Sex Pistols, meaning the bassist was... :licky:
So my extended family was over today, aunts, uncles, and cousins. My mam hid the SCART and HDMI leads, because I was going to spend the day in my room with the PS3. So I was forced to interact with that familial cunts
A particularly doe-eyed cousin convinced me to play chasing with her and a few of the other younger kids. After proving that being four times their age granted me superior athletic abilities, I went back inside. Mainly because I was out of breath, the only exercise I have gotten in the last ten years is wanking to Jeremy Kyle and stealing my dad's cigarettes
I ended up sitting beside one of my uncles, and chatting about music. His eclectic and old taste dwarfed my pseudo-hipsterdom. Anyway he was telling me how back in the punk-rock era he used to do lighting for concerts. One night the band who was playing had no sound engineer (because he was too stoned), so my uncle ended up doing the lighting and sound for them. Afterwards he was chatting to the bassist backstage for a while
Now I am sure you are wondering what this has to do with you in particular, I have not told you the band's name yet to build up tension. They were,
The Sex Pistols, meaning the bassist was... :licky: