SAW
Stock, Akin and Waterman (spelling may be wrong but i don't give a toss). Any of the shite that this miserable trio of song writers produced was banal and every single bloody one sounded the same as the previous one. When their songs came on the radio, if i couldn't turn it off i'd end up grinding my teeth for the duration and get a powerful headache. I have vowed that if i ever meet one of these guys, who made my life a miserable haze of bad moods, frayed hair and toothache, I will fill their ears with shit, until it oozes out, as they did to me.
(Bus Turd, Wed 3 Dec 2003, 21:18, Reply)