I've been here quite a bit today, but completely missed the 'Speak like a rude boy yardie' message.
Anyway.... great pic. Beeeyatch!
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:28,
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Anyway.... great pic. Beeeyatch!
Mattybling said it was Talk Like Tim Westwood day.
Which I thought might be fun.
Motherfucker.
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:33,
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Which I thought might be fun.
Motherfucker.
I'm black me, no really I am, I've been shot and everything, I am down with my black brothers! Hip-Hop is the shiznit!..... or something.
EDIT: I forgot... BLING BLING. the phones ringing again Tim
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:35,
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EDIT: I forgot... BLING BLING. the phones ringing again Tim
I can't I can't I can't
If you heard my voice it just wouldn't work. I sound so silly if I even try so can I be the posh bint for the day?
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:36,
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If you heard my voice it just wouldn't work. I sound so silly if I even try so can I be the posh bint for the day?
speak it thus,
methinks that a shakspearean tone would suit,
pray good lady, what doth thoust think.
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:38,
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methinks that a shakspearean tone would suit,
pray good lady, what doth thoust think.
from todays activities and completely emerse myself in thinking about my new boyf....
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm nice.
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:40,
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mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm nice.
hath stole away your heart,
as a dove doth steal the millet.
Your heart is like an emtpy glass,
with his love, he doth fill it.
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:46,
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as a dove doth steal the millet.
Your heart is like an emtpy glass,
with his love, he doth fill it.
need paying soon for the prose he keeps comming out with. May be you should go for the job as poet Lauriate. (someone check my spelling again please)
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:54,
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have numerous shades and tones,
it describes life and death in measures,
and tells of flesh and bones.
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:54,
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it describes life and death in measures,
and tells of flesh and bones.
*breaks a beat*
Mothafucka Munkton
Done stole your heart
Like a muthfuckin' dove steals millet!
Bitch muthafucka's like an empty crack pipe
But his muthafuckin' Uzi's gonna fill it!
*Strikes a pose: does that arthritic finger thing*
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 15:00,
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Mothafucka Munkton
Done stole your heart
Like a muthfuckin' dove steals millet!
Bitch muthafucka's like an empty crack pipe
But his muthafuckin' Uzi's gonna fill it!
*Strikes a pose: does that arthritic finger thing*
He chooses to be a first class prick and I choose not to be.
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:42,
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in this Westwood nonsense.
I barely know who he is. And I'm glad. Humpf!!
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:48,
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I barely know who he is. And I'm glad. Humpf!!
use of motherfucker almost made me laugh like one when I was the phone to a customer, respecalec!
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:36,
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and this talk like a wigger thing is a bit tricky for those of us who think Hip Hop began and ended with Jive Bunny
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:36,
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you need to be showing some respec' to the apostrophe, ma man, and don't be using it where it ain't needed. :)
*giggles uncontrollably*
...don't worry, I'll get bored of it soon.
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:41,
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*giggles uncontrollably*
...don't worry, I'll get bored of it soon.
nb: Tim Westwood doesn't actually swear all that much.
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:45,
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he is after all on terribly-underground Radio 1, I suppose.
He does say "yo yo yo" in front of his sentences though, doesn't he?
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:51,
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He does say "yo yo yo" in front of his sentences though, doesn't he?
'you're walking with the big dogs', doesn't he?. I can't do TW, because he inserts random words for adverbs and nouns in his sentences and, although I think it's funny at the time, they won't stick in my head.
So big up to the fluffy kitten-lovers and, er...a sideboard to the er...green tunes.
I give up.
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 14:55,
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So big up to the fluffy kitten-lovers and, er...a sideboard to the er...green tunes.
I give up.