Heckles
Forget the drunk bloke at the back yelling incoherent nonsense. Sometimes a well placed heckle can raise a mediocre act to a brilliant night out.
Tell us your best heckles and, if you are brave, the retorts that put you back in your place like the maggot you are.
( , Thu 6 Apr 2006, 13:13)
Forget the drunk bloke at the back yelling incoherent nonsense. Sometimes a well placed heckle can raise a mediocre act to a brilliant night out.
Tell us your best heckles and, if you are brave, the retorts that put you back in your place like the maggot you are.
( , Thu 6 Apr 2006, 13:13)
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80's Matchbox B-line Disaster
When I was 17, I was out on the town for my friends 18th.
We toddled off to a fee pubs that served underagers like us, then went to the local rock club for a gig, the gig was 'the 80's Matchbox B-line Disaster, that just rolls off your tongue when you are drunk.
Anyway sometime during the gig I walked up to where my mates wear by the front shouted 'POOFTER EH?' at the front man, just as he finished the track, so everyone heard. This bastard stomped across to where we were standing and cracked me on the head with the microphone, it hurt.
( , Fri 7 Apr 2006, 7:41, Reply)
When I was 17, I was out on the town for my friends 18th.
We toddled off to a fee pubs that served underagers like us, then went to the local rock club for a gig, the gig was 'the 80's Matchbox B-line Disaster, that just rolls off your tongue when you are drunk.
Anyway sometime during the gig I walked up to where my mates wear by the front shouted 'POOFTER EH?' at the front man, just as he finished the track, so everyone heard. This bastard stomped across to where we were standing and cracked me on the head with the microphone, it hurt.
( , Fri 7 Apr 2006, 7:41, Reply)
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