Jools Holland Tonight - Guitarists treat

Dude Where's My Car was quite good. Zoltan!

 

On Thu, 31 Dec 2009 10:55:37 -0800 (PST), boxerboy

And could he? I was in bed by 11pm...

 

He did a reasonable job of it too, but it's not a particularly difficult
piece to play. I just wish he's played "I hear you knocking" coz although
that's even easier, it rocks a fat one.

I wonder what happened to the rest of Love Sculpture?

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But he showed some of the young cunts how to hit notes and stay in tune.
Florence take note.


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make that a mohito, and you're about right.

 

No wonder Tone thinks you **** kids.

 

Your brov is the long haired lover of Liverpool?


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He was about the best thing on the show. Not much competition though.

 

I have exactly the same symptoms. to the extent I ended up having a
gaviscon chaser with a cup of decaf coffee last night, ffs.

I *think* it gets worse on days I spend 8 or 9 hours sitting down
humched over a keyboard or not being particularly mobile. After a
couple of days wandering about, and rarely sitting down it's almost
non existant.

 

The what? She was abysmal. Noteworthily so.

 

Annie fucking Lennox? **** me shitless on a broom.

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Nige,

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ogden wrote:
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I would rather listen to Lennox fucking Lewis over that foul old hag.

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Nige,

BMW K1200S
Honda Transalp XL600V
Yamaha R1
Range Rover Vogue

 

If it's worse when you bend over or do handstands it might be a hiatus
hernia. Losing weight fixed it for me - smaller gut = more space for
your stomach to play in when you squish it, rather than it trying to
make a break for freedom up your gullet.

 

That's on the agenda anyhow, as I'm close to nudging 12 stone,
following eating my yearly allocation of cheese over christmas week.

That said, I can wholeheartedly recommend a packet of bacon, and half
a camenbert, in a baguette, for breakfast. Nom nom nom.

 

BTDTGTTS
Get thee to the quack who should refer you to the horsepiddle for tests.
They will put a camera down your throat and most likely find some
mild ulceration. A few years ago someone discovered that this is usually
caused by a bacterial infection which can be fixed with appropriate
antibiotics. The man with the camera on the end of a hosepipe will
take a sample for analysis to decide which medicine to try.

 

Poof. When at work, I regularly go through about 6-7 expressos a day.

 

"Hello, good evening, and welcome to Extreme Quidditch!"

 

They don't, they just give you Proton Pump Inhibitors, or at least
they did for me, a few times last year, which calms the acid down, but
for me ended up giving me a grumbly stomach ache after a while, so I
decided better without.

 

during the day, sure.. note the words decaf and importantly *night*.

 

Yea - the lazy buggers did that to me the first and second times.
When I bitched that it was not working the quack referred me and it
got properly fixed.