Get Involved.

Bit of a strange request for you now. My brothers in a band and theyre doing pretty well for themselves, some of you may have seen them play, others i know have been to see them but may just remember the inside of a pint glass. Anyhow they got through the regional finals of the Live and Unsigned contest and are playing on 7th March at Fernham Hall, Fareham. They need to sell a minimum of 25 tickets for this gig to be able to play and the aim of this is to see exactly how much support they have. Tickets are 6 quid and as its in Fareham most of their teeny bopper supporters will have spent their money on choccie bars, sherbet and those playing cards you can buy when you go on holiday that have pictures of naked women on them. This means they're struggling to sell as many tickets as possible so im asking you lot for some support. Its a daytime gig and they're only playing 2 songs however there are other bands playing so is not going to be a pointless venture. He assures me that theres a bar so that must be an incentive for some of you. Either ask me for a ticket on Facebook or get one off them through their myspace. Get involved.

www.myspace.com/midnightembassy

Dissapointed.

When i first met young Joe Paget we got on really well. An enthusiastic little ripper with whom i had high prospects for the devleopment of both his skateboarding and lifelong future. He never smoked, never drunk and never once saw a vagina. Whilst the thought of this to me and you may seem prosperous it was what kept him pure and almost holy. With his bleached blonde hair catching the sun off his unshapely head on many occasion whislt skateboarding i often thought he was an angel gifted with a plank of wood with 4 wheels rather than wings. It is to my horror that i have now come to learn he is a drug addict. Caught smoking weed in what appears to be a London drug den whilst his peers watched on in disgust. He is said to have sold all 47896658 pairs of his size 4 Nike Sb's, his whole skateboarding dvd archive spanning a total of almost 348732463 dvd's and last week was caught driving his dads Ferrari through a field at 110mph. When stopped by the police and asked what he was doing he simply replied 'Im motherfuckin high bitch'. Our prayers go out to you Joe hopefully so that you can get off the drugs and once again become the inward heelflipping, late shove it, body popping boy that we all loved and cherished. Here is a video of Joe after one too many spliffs, if you see him plese keep your distance. The constant intake of Ganja has APPARENTLY made him smell like piss. More information as i get it.

Poverty.

Due to wasting so much money on booze and clothes to the extent that now ive hit poverty ive decided to get rid of a couple of pair of shoes i never wear. They're both Nike SB, both size 9 and both basically brand new. Any takers?

Thieves Guild.

Theives Guild is a new project from Craig Jackson, go to their website, do yourself a favour and grab yourself some fresh garms. Keep an eye out for big things from them.

www.thievesguild.co.uk

Joe Paget.

He spent New Years Eve in Guildford no matter what he says.

6:57 Trailer

This should be banging, keep an eye out for more updates.

Hmmm.

The last 3 weeks have been pretty much a blur as for some unbeknown reason everyday seemed like a good day to hit up the pub and go out and party. Whilst i remember little of christmas and new years eve/day i do remember most of the places, people and things we did. I thought id some it up in a weird sentency paragraph thing as writing about each time individually would take an age. This probably won't make any sense but ill give it a go anyway.

The registry - daily local watering hole. Beer and burger. Stella. Cunt. New Years in Guildford. Charlie mateee. Fuck off is the new goodbye. 3 weeks til' your dead mate. Abercrombie and Fitch. Roll me a fag. Drive us here. Are you lot 15? Dickie getting beaten up. Give me a Strongbow or ill pull a knife on you. Do you want some crack? Bumbank. Bridge jump. Wetherspoons at 11 for a Stella on New Years day. Jerri punching Max. Ive got the shakes because i havn't had a drink in 6 hours. Nocturnal. Quail egg pizza and dodo egg ommlette. Im skint. Look at the city its so beautiful. Potato chopping window. Our familes hate us. Ive just coughed up my lung. Max living out the boot of his car for a week. Same clothes. THAT night in the car. Thats it your leaving being heard from most pubs and clubs. When you were in year 7 i was in my first year of college. Fast car. Tramp. Treadmill fun. Got any underwear i can borrow? I havn't brusheed my teeth in 4 days. The Fleet. Max dropping his pint in Walkabout over everyone and everything. Bette Davis Eyes. Do you want a fight? Bringing arms. Floors and sofas. How old are you? Dead battery. Can i use your phone? Massive baked bean. Wheres the girls? High vis jacket - fuck off . Big Dick beating a man down with a dumbell. Tagletelli shoes. 150miles in 2 days. Beans in a bowl with a roll. 10p of petrol = 100miles. Thats bang. Basement party. Jagerbomb. Police saying fuck off you losers. Cityscape pictures. Mortal Kombat. Sticking curry in a girl. This car smells/looks like shit. I don't even know when im drunk or sober anymore. Back to normality.