Show and tell with... BRENTLY1979!

[mgkirkpatrick]

your turn brently. you're in here heaps. you're a great poster but you dont make too many threads. lets here what's on your mind mate! infesta got the show and tell segment off to a good start.. keeping the torch moving.

[brently1979]

Thanks, my own thread.

I'm not sure what you want me to say?

[Dick-Sucker]

Originally Posted by brently1979

Thanks, my own thread.

I'm not sure what you want me to say?

He wants you to launch a stunning verbal assault on other forum members lol.

[mgkirkpatrick]

lol i want you to say anything that a bored cunt like me can read and respond to. but obviously you dont have to

ultimate has a pretty good idea though

[brently1979]

Originally Posted by mgkirkpatrick

lol i want you to say anything that a bored cunt like me can read and respond to. but obviously you dont have to

ultimate has a pretty good idea though

Okay I get it.

[brently1979]

Okay, kirkpatrick you asked for it:

Nearing 10pm on a Friday night, eye balls popping outta
my head nearing the end of yet another long day. A
loud voice tells me we're hitting the road to Greasy
Joe's, tickets to the Danzig show in hand. After a few
pitchers of beer, as my mates from LA call it, I'm
feeling rather light on my feet. After reassurance
from my soul mate via the cellular network, I was ready to
Rock, stumbling across the road to the palace, people
everywhere. The darkness reminds me I'm in the right place, then the
music starts pound. The test of ones man hood was
next, Drinking beer from cans. Dam, where's that
plastic cup.
After a rocking show and talking about Art & Marolyn
Mansion to some Goth girl, I following the American
accents to the esplanade, cause up is down and down is
up at this moment in time. I wish that breeze would
stop blowing off that water. I'm ****in' freezing.
More pitches, oh YES and at this stage I've embraced
the demon drink. These American friends attract a lot
attention, oh No, where do these people come from.
I'll play along with it.... Now I'm a band manager.

After ending up the girls toliets and not remembering how I got there it was time to bail outta there.

Then the breeze hits he again. Wondering toward the
NYPD Deli, with my bro looking out for me.
God DAM, 18inchs of pizza(chesse pie). I'm making up
for 12 hours since my last feast I can't stop eating
and my buddy is now in Talks about pizza back with the
Kiwi behind the counter.
Now I'm in a connivence store, and my friends trying to buy a
block of Chocolate for what he thinks it's worth and
the Indian man behind the counter isn't going to
budge....I then award the shop keeper on being "the
only Shop in Melbourne to still rent out VHS and on
VHS movies". I can't stop laughing at my own jokes.
Where am I? It's morning. Someone's couch. Then I hear
"Yo Bro what's happening?"
Thank God, I'm in the right place.

[mgkirkpatrick]

haha one of your better nights out man?

[Dick-Sucker]

Originally Posted by brently1979

Okay, kirkpatrick you asked for it:

Nearing 10pm on a Friday night, eye balls popping outta
my head nearing the end of yet another long day. A
loud voice tells me we're hitting the road to Greasy
Joe's, tickets to the Danzig show in hand. After a few
pitchers of beer, as my mates from LA call it, I'm
feeling rather light on my feet. After reassurance
from my soul mate via the cellular network, I was ready to
Rock, stumbling across the road to the palace, people
everywhere. The darkness reminds me I'm in the right place, then the
music starts pound. The test of ones man hood was
next, Drinking beer from cans. Dam, where's that
plastic cup.
After a rocking show and talking about Art & Marolyn
Mansion to some Goth girl, I following the American
accents to the esplanade, cause up is down and down is
up at this moment in time. I wish that breeze would
stop blowing off that water. I'm ****in' freezing.
More pitches, oh YES and at this stage I've embraced
the demon drink. These American friends attract a lot
attention, oh No, where do these people come from.
I'll play along with it.... Now I'm a band manager.

After ending up the girls toliets and not remembering how I got there it was time to bail outta there.

Then the breeze hits he again. Wondering toward the
NYPD Deli, with my bro looking out for me.
God DAM, 18inchs of pizza(chesse pie). I'm making up
for 12 hours since my last feast I can't stop eating
and my buddy is now in Talks about pizza back with the
Kiwi behind the counter.
Now I'm in a connivence store, and my friends trying to buy a
block of Chocolate for what he thinks it's worth and
the Indian man behind the counter isn't going to
budge....I then award the shop keeper on being "the
only Shop in Melbourne to still rent out VHS and on
VHS movies". I can't stop laughing at my own jokes.
Where am I? It's morning. Someone's couch. Then I hear
"Yo Bro what's happening?"
Thank God, I'm in the right place.

nice

[brently1979]

Originally Posted by mgkirkpatrick

haha one of your better nights out man?

Yeah, It was when I was working in Melbourne last year.

[KoolWillie]

hmm a verbal assault on the other forums.... sounds fun, we shouldnt start nothing, wait till we get picked first