The Soundtrack of your Life
Che Grimsdale writes: Now that Simon Cowell's stolen Everybody Hurts, tell us about songs that mean something to you - good, bad, funny or tragic, appropriate or totally inappropriate songs that were playing at key times.
( , Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:30)
Che Grimsdale writes: Now that Simon Cowell's stolen Everybody Hurts, tell us about songs that mean something to you - good, bad, funny or tragic, appropriate or totally inappropriate songs that were playing at key times.
( , Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:30)
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Def Leopard
You know the time of your life when you really find yourself in a seemingly permanent cycle of shagging? The kind of shenanigans where you take a 1am break to put clothes on, get pizza, and decide to take it home again instead of eating out because you're feeling horny again.
... Well, Hannah and I were definitely there. Continuously.
This part of our lives saw Def Leopard being used and abused.
A few of us lived in a house: 56 Birkhouse Lane in Huddersfield to be precise. 4 really good friends, and one runtish boy-racer twat. We'll call him Andrew Forster - For obvious reasons. The Existence of 'Drew is irrelevant, but it's always worth mentioning a punch-worthy DUI fist-magnet when there's an opportunity.
Anyway... Hannah and I regularly tried to drown out our monkey-tastic shagging with Def Leopard... According to housemates we failed. An unexpected success however, was a Pavlovian response: When I hear Def Leopard these days I get the horn and flashbacks of awesomeness.
( , Fri 29 Jan 2010, 12:29, 3 replies)
You know the time of your life when you really find yourself in a seemingly permanent cycle of shagging? The kind of shenanigans where you take a 1am break to put clothes on, get pizza, and decide to take it home again instead of eating out because you're feeling horny again.
... Well, Hannah and I were definitely there. Continuously.
This part of our lives saw Def Leopard being used and abused.
A few of us lived in a house: 56 Birkhouse Lane in Huddersfield to be precise. 4 really good friends, and one runtish boy-racer twat. We'll call him Andrew Forster - For obvious reasons. The Existence of 'Drew is irrelevant, but it's always worth mentioning a punch-worthy DUI fist-magnet when there's an opportunity.
Anyway... Hannah and I regularly tried to drown out our monkey-tastic shagging with Def Leopard... According to housemates we failed. An unexpected success however, was a Pavlovian response: When I hear Def Leopard these days I get the horn and flashbacks of awesomeness.
( , Fri 29 Jan 2010, 12:29, 3 replies)
No.
I'm talking about a totally different band who played a completely similar type of music that fits the description perfectly.
Of COURSE it's the one you refer to you Prat. I trust that - having worn out *you're question-mark key - you feel better.
*Deliberate mistake, in the hope that you get some sort of gratification pointing out another correctly spelled but poorly placed work.
Additional: Suck my balls.
( , Tue 2 Feb 2010, 11:23, closed)
I'm talking about a totally different band who played a completely similar type of music that fits the description perfectly.
Of COURSE it's the one you refer to you Prat. I trust that - having worn out *you're question-mark key - you feel better.
*Deliberate mistake, in the hope that you get some sort of gratification pointing out another correctly spelled but poorly placed work.
Additional: Suck my balls.
( , Tue 2 Feb 2010, 11:23, closed)
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