I tricked you into penetration.
Well, this post isnt anything about tricking someone into penetration. Far from it in fact.
First person to work out where the line comes from wins a kick in the anus, the line of the song is the title of the blog.
Anyway my weekend consisted of going to the city on saturday for shopping (GAH how boring!) and then back home again to bask in the glory of the new speakers. Firday sure the purchase of a 2RCA into 1 RCA cable wich enabled the Sub Woofer to be hooked up like a nigga on crack.
One of the cool features of the Sub woofer is the super bright blue LED that is on the front of the sub, and indicates when it is on / has signal. Anyway now while i watch movies on the dark i have a sexy blue glow to aid in the devouring of narchos and other tasty movie treats!
Sunday morning i decided braveheart, that sexy movie with lots of scenes with heavy cavalry in it, which i might add is posibly the most bassy thing you can test a sub woofer out on, apart from song 1 from Moby's "Everything is wrong" album. So yeah the sub and sexy speakers passed the test of jizz-ness, and they do everything possible in the production of said jizz, but the dont help clean said jizz, but the manual does give some helpfull advice as not to use harsh chemical cleaners , only a moist cloth for the cleaning of speakers, as harsh chemicals can damage the surfaces. Valid advice i took to heart, i use a soft dust cloth that gets moved around by the air, basicly with the windows open is when the speakers get a "self" clean.
Anyway sunday noon saw roz wake up, braveheart stop and the quest for fish and chips to begin! Manyl was our destination.
Gibbo and jill our cheafuer's.
Matt had no idea where he was going, but managed to get us to manly without any problems, once we saw the water we drove in that direction till the muddy stinky manly was discovered. Said grease was ordered and the wait endured, till the fishamans basket was ready to be consumed by ros and my self. The nice sunny grassy area looked like a good spot to eat, but i thinks thats what the commando ants wanted us to belive.
Dont you hate it how ants wait till u have un wrapped the food and are quite contently hoesing into it, before removing their cammoflage and stoming the fortress known as butchers paper and greasy poatoes, deep fired to a golden perfection, smothered in salt and lemon. So movement was initialed at the ants left behind in a billowing dust cloud that engulfed a passing caravan train and caused them to take shelter in a nearby cave. (Note, Dust cloud and camel train may not have actualy existed.)
Ros had to be droped off at work so she was pretty shitty that she had to go to work on a sunday but hey penalty rates are there for a reason.
Much Age of myth, and Counter strike was played, till Law and order and ncis came on, and once again i missed the last 10 (and most important) minuets of the show cause i had to go pick ros up, so lets hope matt and jill remembered what happened and the fog of war didnt set in.
This morning i had to bring one of my sowrds to work, so i could drop it off at roz's parents place so they could get a case made up so i could hang it on a wall, anyway as i was walking out to the car i was waiting to be attacked by a saxon raiding party, or some kind of english rebles, till i realised i had played to many computer games, and watched way to many medievil movies on the weekend, no zombies tho, as i didnt play doom 3, but thats another story!
also the sword didnt fly around in the car while i was doing death turns and stab me in the eye, so that was good, but then there is always this afternoon rides home in which ninja's, saxons, scotts, or english rebels could attack me and i will need to slay them, whoops there i go again.
Sorry for the long boring and comepletely waste of space this blog took up, but it gives me pleaseure to know i have wasted at least 1 minuet of your day.
And yes i know i spelt minuet wrong
Sue me!
First person to work out where the line comes from wins a kick in the anus, the line of the song is the title of the blog.
Anyway my weekend consisted of going to the city on saturday for shopping (GAH how boring!) and then back home again to bask in the glory of the new speakers. Firday sure the purchase of a 2RCA into 1 RCA cable wich enabled the Sub Woofer to be hooked up like a nigga on crack.
One of the cool features of the Sub woofer is the super bright blue LED that is on the front of the sub, and indicates when it is on / has signal. Anyway now while i watch movies on the dark i have a sexy blue glow to aid in the devouring of narchos and other tasty movie treats!
Sunday morning i decided braveheart, that sexy movie with lots of scenes with heavy cavalry in it, which i might add is posibly the most bassy thing you can test a sub woofer out on, apart from song 1 from Moby's "Everything is wrong" album. So yeah the sub and sexy speakers passed the test of jizz-ness, and they do everything possible in the production of said jizz, but the dont help clean said jizz, but the manual does give some helpfull advice as not to use harsh chemical cleaners , only a moist cloth for the cleaning of speakers, as harsh chemicals can damage the surfaces. Valid advice i took to heart, i use a soft dust cloth that gets moved around by the air, basicly with the windows open is when the speakers get a "self" clean.
Anyway sunday noon saw roz wake up, braveheart stop and the quest for fish and chips to begin! Manyl was our destination.
Gibbo and jill our cheafuer's.
Matt had no idea where he was going, but managed to get us to manly without any problems, once we saw the water we drove in that direction till the muddy stinky manly was discovered. Said grease was ordered and the wait endured, till the fishamans basket was ready to be consumed by ros and my self. The nice sunny grassy area looked like a good spot to eat, but i thinks thats what the commando ants wanted us to belive.
Dont you hate it how ants wait till u have un wrapped the food and are quite contently hoesing into it, before removing their cammoflage and stoming the fortress known as butchers paper and greasy poatoes, deep fired to a golden perfection, smothered in salt and lemon. So movement was initialed at the ants left behind in a billowing dust cloud that engulfed a passing caravan train and caused them to take shelter in a nearby cave. (Note, Dust cloud and camel train may not have actualy existed.)
Ros had to be droped off at work so she was pretty shitty that she had to go to work on a sunday but hey penalty rates are there for a reason.
Much Age of myth, and Counter strike was played, till Law and order and ncis came on, and once again i missed the last 10 (and most important) minuets of the show cause i had to go pick ros up, so lets hope matt and jill remembered what happened and the fog of war didnt set in.
This morning i had to bring one of my sowrds to work, so i could drop it off at roz's parents place so they could get a case made up so i could hang it on a wall, anyway as i was walking out to the car i was waiting to be attacked by a saxon raiding party, or some kind of english rebles, till i realised i had played to many computer games, and watched way to many medievil movies on the weekend, no zombies tho, as i didnt play doom 3, but thats another story!
also the sword didnt fly around in the car while i was doing death turns and stab me in the eye, so that was good, but then there is always this afternoon rides home in which ninja's, saxons, scotts, or english rebels could attack me and i will need to slay them, whoops there i go again.
Sorry for the long boring and comepletely waste of space this blog took up, but it gives me pleaseure to know i have wasted at least 1 minuet of your day.
And yes i know i spelt minuet wrong
Sue me!
2 Remarks:
Good Point,
If anyone has any cool cd's that love to kick out the jams, let me know and ill try to get a copy of them.
Thanks for the tip Zerald.
metallica s&m is pretty bassy... ;)
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