Archive for September, 2010
September 23, 2010
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A reality check.
By Ash in Musical Murmurings 
I feel like the Kurt Cobain of my generation, but people just don’t understand me.
Justin Bieber.
I hate myself and want to die.
Kurt Cobain.
September 23, 2010
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Steven Seagal feat. Lady Saw – Strut
By Ash in Musical MurmuringsGirl what you really want all night
Me want the buddy, make me feel nice
Boy what you really want all night
Me want the poonani, see for make nice
She want the buddy
Him want the poonani
And me know it nice
When the girls start to strut
you could look at her but you shouldn’t do that
Think about just that because her clothes are just as pretty
They’re not just to cover her kitty
Girl what you really want all night
Me want the buddy, make me feel nice
Boy what you really want all night
Me want the poonani, see for make nice
Baby the way you waik is so hot
Let’s have a shot of rum
Then I can make you come with me
To the ocean
That would be phat
You can be my bow cat
Nice ital breeze
Bring you to your knees
We’re jammin
September 23, 2010
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£630,000 later
By Ash in Random
Chris Moyles should be paid, because that’s just a contractual agreement he has with the BBC.
He should also be sacked, because he’s an outdated, whinging, and overpaid presenter who feels it’s appropriate to talk about his financial problems live on air to an audience that – on average – earns around 4% of his annual income.
I don’t care that he’s been sleeping on sofas. If he’s poor with his own money, that’s his problem. He wasn’t paid because of a technical glitch. It happens. As an adult, you talk to your finance team, and get it resolved. You do not broadcast your hollow grief to the public.
Well, you shouldn’t, but if you’re Chris Moyles – you do whatever you feel like.