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# would you seriously let your son turn out like this
or your daughter bring one of these home?
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:33, archived)
# but he's got shaved patches in his eyebrow
how could any one with that impeccable sense of style have the lack of foresight to end up with one of my potential progeny?
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:34, archived)
# People think I've got that on purpose.
It's a fucking scar, damn it.
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:35, archived)
# simple answer remove all of eye brow
replace with drag queen esque pen line.

RULE THE FUCKING SHOW.
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:37, archived)
# I used to do that when I was a lolgoff. Not good.
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:40, archived)
# I'm Dark, Mysterious and Permenantly Suprised
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:48, archived)
# trannybrows.
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:50, archived)
# You have a daughter
You tell me
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:45, archived)
# Bilbobarneybobs @ Northampton TreeHouse, 24/04/09
Taking the pitifully tiny stage in this packed woodland venue, 'Freebs' as the many legions of fans call him stands astride a wall of Marshall stacks. Oh yes, make no mistake. There WILL be rock tonight.

Which is why it seems a little odd that he opens with 23 minute pastoral folk epic "I Drowned My Love In Brine, From The Jars Of A Thousand Olives." Any doubters in the audience are soon put right though, as face melting white hot noise envelops the senses.

A rapid concussion of "Chakka Khan Doesn't Owe Me Shit" and latest single "WHY DO YOU RUN FROM MY BRIE MONSUIER BENSUSAN?" leaves splintered fragments of oak branch firmly embedded in this reviewers aorta, and near-fatal haemorrage has never felt so good. There are few performers out there with such panache as Freebs, and none with as much conviction to mankini stage-wear.

There have been whispers that this show could signal an end to Bilbobarneybobs as we know him, in a Ziggy Stardust like rebirth, however nothing can prepare us for the finale, as one time collaborator Prof UnderCover quite literally beams up the audience, and deposits us all somewhere in Lincolnshire. Unexpeted? Perhaps. Inventive? Unarguably. Memorable? Perfectly.

4.5/5
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:48, archived)
# thank you
that was stunning
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:52, archived)
# I've been writing a lot more :)
Glad you like it squire.

I may start doing these again, at random...
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:53, archived)
# Hahaha
(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 15:04, archived)
# Feels like I was there.
*clutches aorta*
And it's clearly treehouse day today, on b3ta at least: \o/
Or rather:
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(, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 16:39, archived)