Sorry, no blogging today, I spent last night singing rock songs on my friends PS3 and my voice needs a rest.
For the record, Swiss James was rubbish and I was amazing.
Sorry, no blogging today, I spent last night singing rock songs on my friends PS3 and my voice needs a rest.
For the record, Swiss James was rubbish and I was amazing.
Oh that’s soooooo coooooool I wish I had a PS3 but my aunt said it’s only for kids and I’m already too old, but I think I’m still young. She’s the one who is too old. Please remember to ask me next time. I’m a very good singer, quite a few of my Swedish friends told me, even though they were very drunk at that time I’m sure they are correct.
Dream on dingle- you were shite on the guitar, shite on the drums.
It does have to be said though, you do a lovely vocal on “Paranoid”
you’ve got a deadful memory swiss, i was lovely on everything!
ehhhhhhhhh?
i’ve never been to this site (first time today) and I see this fake comment, nice that someone is being so fascinated by me that he or she has to pretend to be me. pathetic.
hmmmmmmm… How do we know you are the real shopgirl?
because real shopgirl writes her real email and not her professional email in the email section when she posts on blogs!!
OCH JAG PRATAR SVENSKA
hmmm, ok, I guess we’re not going to get to the bottom of this though, I have literally thousands of readers every day (although they strangely only use the same 40 or so IP addresses?????), it could be any one of them.
It wozn’t me that done it, mate.
Despite having read it a few times I only just registered that Dingle and James are from the UK part that is north of London. What part exactly, I be from Merseyside.
No, I did it!!!!
No, I’m Spartacus!!
Hi Andy, well, I moved around a bit, Stoke/Manchester/Blackpool, Northwestrian anyway. James is also Northern, the thrifty type, if you know what I mean. You seem to be well into Yu Yin Tang, I went there on a blind date once, it was a disaster, I’ve not been back yet.
Shopgirl love, what’s all that about then?
NO, I’M SPARTACUS!!!
Shopgirl’s just say “I speak Swedish” in an attempt to distinguish herself from imposters.
is that you Woai?
is that Swedish then? christ, it could say anything
DVOK DES HUSTKA VIKOO TOSKEN!!!!!!
the first time I ever met a Swedish girl, she told me the following:
* Her native language sounded like the chefs from the Muppets (her words, not mine)
* The King of Sweden was “OK, but pretty stupid. He can’t read”
* The Swedes like this kind of tobacco that comes in a pouch. You put it in the side of your mouth and suck- juice comes out which is loaded with nicotine. It’s great until you wake up with a huge sore on your gums, convinced you have cancer.
Anyway I’m from Doncaster, then Manchester (then Switzerland, then..)
oh yeah, I remember the tobacco thing in Sweden, I was at an exhibition and the stand owners were handing round this tin, they were all stuffing it under their top lip. Later a guy brought a bin out and they all scooped it out of their mouths into the bin and started spitting brown goo into it.
It were proper minging.
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