‘And now your song is RIP and Im dancing on to your heartbeat’’
The silicon chip in cider head
Is switched to overload …
Pinks new song what about us
We are searchlights, we can see in the dark
We are rockets, pointed up at the stars
We are billions of beautiful hearts
And you sold us down the river to fart
Bad things - Camilo cabello
Am I out of my head?
Am I out of my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like
Don’t think that I can explain it
What can I say, I’m constipated
What on earth were Blur thinking of when they sung, “he lives in an ass, a very big ass, in the country”?? Was it something to do with Nick Kershaw’s Donkey Hoe Tae?
“Yes, we’re going to have a chapati”
Fixed that. No really.
He’s now running a shop in Finglas.
I heard it’s open all night long.
Carpets on the ceiling?
Hello … is it Axminster you’re looking for?
i bought a rug off him for only 10% of the price last weekend.
he is easy on a sunday morning.
Was there a Sail On?
I sez to him, “thats a rug not a carpet” “sez you”, sez he.
Wasn’t happy with the carpet I got there - three times he laid it…
Every Wickla man’s favourite Lionel Richie song… “Stuck on ewe”.
Did he end up doing it on the night shift?