Ohhhh I lurve roller discos, on horseback!Mushrooms, red wine, soya milk, long island iced tea, sushi, white wine, paella, whiskey, special K, absynth, pork crackling, ouzo, hula hoops, vodka, mangos, real ale, hot curry, lager, scallops, mohitos, rare fillet steak, sambuka, coriander, brandy, soda bread, gin, swordfish mmmmmmmmmmm I DEMAND TO HAVE MORE BOOZE
rood hullets mullet, just to have a look round it. Id also like to meet the person who wrote the blurb for this antiseptic cream: 'avoid contact with brain and surrounding membranes, do not use as enema' I also definitely wanna meet all these people here: http://www.mailorderhusbands.net/order/I want everyone to meet Harrisons......
Maximo park are the best band in the world! beastie boys, midfield general, grandmaster flash, joni mitchell, janis joplin, no doubt, the sugarhill gang, the specials, futureheads, the zutons, the pigeon detectives, eminem (yeah!), rem, dizzee rascal, massive attack, arctic monkeys, snoop dogg, kaiser chiefs, the bravery, the streets, happy mondays, franz ferdinand, basement jaxx, eva cassidy, the prodigy, ocean color scene, mr scruff, the libertines, paul simon, the kooks, MARIAH! phish, the white stripes, stone roses, take that, I bloody love ravin an all but im bored of typing now...
The mighty boosh, garth marenghi's darkplace, peep show, eastenders, spaced, chris morris, father ted, little britain, bo selecta, family guy, the league of gentlemen, ray mears type stuff, round the twist, reeves, and mortimer, question time, lost, spooks, the river cottage type stuff, neighbours, university challenge, the simpsons, nighty night, trapdoor, deal or no deal, big brother, borat, alan partridge, green wing, friends, scrubs, 2 pints, willo the wisp, hollyoaks, documentaries about wierd things, wildlife programs, the new adventures of superman, GOD I LOVE TV!
Hmm cant decide between to kill a mockingbird and my family and other animals, but lots of books are fabulous....especially wierd ones like the wasp factory, and bill bryson is ace. The book is usually better than the film, even if the film is fab, for example, jurassic park, or spot the dog (was there a film of that?)
Definitely Hugh Fearnly Whittingstall for his superb promotions of local and seasonal produce and his outstanding achievements towards the downfall of the supermarkets (particularly 'im gonna take over the world by selling shit to idiots' Tescos) BUY BRITISH! And Jamie Oliver for his school dinner revolution which has prevented the obesity and certain death of all British kids with stupid parents-actually that might be a bad thing, hmmm (I hate him for doing adverts for Sainsburys, but at least he's not promoting feckin Tesco's). Also: Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, Vanished from my hand, Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, I have no one to meet And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels To be wanderin'. I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're Seein' that he's chasing.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.