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They were essentially sucking his cock when he took the successful penalty but even then that was sketchy as hell. He did the stop/start stutter step thing which is usually a recipe for disaster and shows you haven't got the confidence to just wang it and the keeper got super close to it. If he'd gone an inch either way it's hitting the post or the hand and then he'd have looked like a right tw@t.
EDIT: Wilkins summed it up well. Putin is an evil c**t. Russia may have lost people "supporting us" (lol) but that's because they throw their own into the meat grinder of war. That's their tactics.
How many did Ukraine lose to Russia's famine tactics.
People like Farage who suck Putin's c**k are traitors.
Trump supporters talk about making America great but they don't care about that. They are traitors too. All Trump has done is give them a license to be pricks. He's made it okay to be an arsehole neighbour and a violent thug.
Fugazi - The Forum, 2002. Supported by Q and not U who I was already a big fan of. I was at the front upstairs so I had a seat for the whole thing and a perfect view. Their second to last show ever (with their final one being the next day at the same venue).
Quicksand - London, 2017. They were just totally on fire. Great setlist.
Alice in Chains - Brixton Academy 1993.
Worst gigs:
Curve - some time in 1993 maybe. Just utterly disinterested. Finished in an hour with no encore. Mardy c*nts. Shame as they were great back then.
Siouxsie and the Banshees - 1992 ish. Same as Curve. But with a crowd full of dickheads.
Killing Joke - Preston 2003. The whole band were pissed out of their heads, the bass was excrutiatingly loud (to the point that it shook your whole body and made you feel sick while drowning out the guitar) and the crowd was full of past-their-prime punks who thought they were 17 to the point where I had to move backwards. And I've been to heavier shows than that.
Was pure up for a bbq last weekend but then the weather was shite on Friday, I was busy Saturday and then it looked shite on Sunday so I cooked it all in the oven for 1pm. By 2pm it was all SUMMERTIME AND THE WEATHER IS HIGH.
F**K.
Oh well, determined to get one in this week if the weather holds.
Hard to think we've got a soul, in the ethereal, magical sense of the word. If we've got souls do dogs? If dogs do, do ants? If ants do, does John Terry?
There's 8 billion humans and most of us are shite. That's a lot of souls that aren't worth shit.
And anyway the Earth is finite. We're fked eventually. What then? You can't be reincarnated when the Earth is fked, scorched rock. What then? 8 billion souls reborn on Moon Base Alpha?
The fk am I meant to do there?
Bruh, give me 75-ish years and then call it there before everything really goes to shit.