Lee.
I love you all and would like to put faces and names to you, yes you - the objects of my desire.Nah. Just don't be a dickhead and I would love to have a natter over a cuppa and potentially become drinking buddies.
Drum and bass, breaks, hardcore, techno, idm, downtempo, broken up stuff, jazz, rare groove, funk, northern soul, showtunes, in fact - anything. If I like it, I like it - pure and simple.
Heaven, Monty Python and the Holy Grail/Life Of Brian/Meaning Of Life, The Naked Gun series, Apocalypse Now, Battle Royale, Hope And Glory, Big Trouble In Little China, Assault On Precinct 13, Escape From New York, Day/Dawn/Etc. Of The Dead... oh fuck it. WHY DON'T I JUST POST A PHOTO OF MY MOVIE COLLECTION. There's just too many, and even in making a definitive personal list about anything you care to name, you'll always miss at least one.
Don't watch a great deal now, but back in the day I liked (and still do) Police Squad, Red Dwarf, The Mary Whitehouse Experience, Wildlife On One/That underwater thingy/Survival/that bit on Sunday afternoons where they show loads of wildlife stuff on BBC2 which is great when you're coming down, Prime Suspect, 24, Takeshi's Castle, Bonanza, Cracker, monging out in front of the Discovery Channel or UK Food or Travel Channel or something. And I've started watching Superstars.And what the fuck is that Avago all about? What utter toss.Oh wait. I do enjoy telly then.:couchpotato:
BURN THEM! I HAVE NO TIME! CONDENSE MY ENTERTAINMENT INTO HALF HOUR EPISODES AND NAIL THEM TO MY HEAD.You won't have heard of half of them, so I won't insult you with a list of books you'll never care to read ever... ;]
There are no more heroes, sadly. They're all dead. Applications on a postcard will be more than welcome. I would have said Johnny Cash for attacking that ostrich whilst screwed on whizz, but... pffft. :{