Thread: Friday rolls 'round again.

I salute thee and good night may your incontinence be illiquid

^ Friday.


Everybody is after a bit of Kunz.

I don't know any of those bands.

Originally Posted by patsycat

I don't know any of those bands.

Shifter.

Shiftette.

(You're rough, you're tough, you're rough, you're tough)

"Order, now my court is in session, will you please stand?

First, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Judge Hundred-Years

Some people call me Judge Dread

Now, I have come here to whoop you, to try all you rudeboys

For shooting black people

In my court only we talk, cause I'm vexed, and I am the rudeboy today

[Indecipherable name]?"

"Yes, sir"

"Rudeboy Adolfus James?"

"Yes, sir"

"Rudeboy Emmanuel Zechariah Zechipaul?"

"Present"

"George Grabandflee?"

"Present"

"Hmm... Adolfus James, I see here you have been charged with

Ten shooting attempts

Five murder charge

Six grab and flee charge"

"But your honor, I didn't--"

"--Hush up! Guilty or not guilty?"

"Not guilty, sir"

"I don't care what you say, take four hundred years. Stand down

Emmanuel Zechariah Zechipaul?"

"Yes, sir?"

"You've been charged with fifteen charge of shooting attempts

Fifteen murder charge

And I heard that you was the one there on Sutton Street

Who tell the judge, 'Rudeboys don't care'

Well, this is King Street, and my name is Judge Dread, and I don't care

Now take four hundred years"

"But ya don't know what I would say, your good honor--"

"--Hush up! What you trying to do, shoot me, too?"

"No, your honor, but I--"

"Quiet! Four hundred more years for you!... George Grabandflee?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Stop your crying, rudeboys don't cry, that's what I hear"

"But I didn't do that, dem frame me, and I don't deserve that--"

"--I don't care, hush up! This is my court!

You're charged for robbing school-children

Rob with aggravation..."

[Incoherent mumbling]

"Hush up, order!

Adolfus James?"

"Yes sir?"

"You rob school-children

You ? the people's house

You shot black people"

"But your honor, I didn't--"

"--Hush up! Just for talking, I now charge you for contempt, and that

Is a separate hundred years

I hereby sentence you to four hundred years"

[Incoherent mumbling]

"I said hush up, hush up!

You're sentenced to four hundred years and five hundred lashes

I am going to set an example, I--rudeboys don't cry, don't cry!

When I was in harbor, I hear you were tough. Court adjourned, take them away!"











Looking back on a great Friday.



Communards?

Rude boys don't cry.

Originally Posted by withnallstoke

Communards?

Oooooooooooooo,ooooooooooooo, sometimes.

It's Friday!

She Drives Me Crazy

You're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love

Sledgehammer

There's something in the air tonight

MAMA!!

SIDE EFFECT OF BLOW DRY, SOMETHING IN THE HEIR

if IN A BARONET SANDWICH

UNIT 4+2 INC NIGEL SNOOK

eggsplat

Wee didna start the fire

Originally Posted by Luigi

That's just fucking tedious.
As for the rest of those sad ass tunes .
Peter Gabriel??? Rock on.
You lot must have been a boring bunch of tards.

It's Friday night, time to get pissed and rock.

I knew there was a reason I love this guy.

Tight.

Originally Posted by Neverna

You're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love

Allegedly the No.1 played video of it's decade. I always thought a few shots, of the drummer squirming on her seat, in the

her short dress was all that was missing.