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Now, I have returned from the lands of animal abuse/white flags/inbreeding/talking gobbledigook and there are a couple of things that are bugging me.
Whilst away, I spent the odd moment or two (cough) in bars, and through the drunken haze, I can recall being seriously annoyed by a couple of songs that seemed to be on constant rotation on whatever dago music channel happened to be up on the plasma screen. Somebody, please, answer my queries and identify them:
1. Some abomination which starts off being the riff from "Werewolves of London" (but with completely different lyrics), then inexplicably morphs into a piss-poor rip of "Sweet Home Alabama". Why? Who the fuck is responsible for this abortion, and why haven't they been killed yet?
2. Some shitty pop song by some whiney bird singing about kissing a girl and liking it. (I want to stick my boot up her twat, she wouldn't like that). The worst thing about it is a line which goes something like "I tasted her cherry chopstick". Now, I'm a man of the world, but somebody, please, what the fuck is a "cherry chopstick". If it's what I suspect it is, the ones I have encountered tasted more like shrimp. (Or 3 week old Haddock that has been left in the sun, on the odd occasion)
I'm sure there are more, but both of these nearly sent me postal on my relaxing holidays.
Whilst away, I spent the odd moment or two (cough) in bars, and through the drunken haze, I can recall being seriously annoyed by a couple of songs that seemed to be on constant rotation on whatever dago music channel happened to be up on the plasma screen. Somebody, please, answer my queries and identify them:
1. Some abomination which starts off being the riff from "Werewolves of London" (but with completely different lyrics), then inexplicably morphs into a piss-poor rip of "Sweet Home Alabama". Why? Who the fuck is responsible for this abortion, and why haven't they been killed yet?
2. Some shitty pop song by some whiney bird singing about kissing a girl and liking it. (I want to stick my boot up her twat, she wouldn't like that). The worst thing about it is a line which goes something like "I tasted her cherry chopstick". Now, I'm a man of the world, but somebody, please, what the fuck is a "cherry chopstick". If it's what I suspect it is, the ones I have encountered tasted more like shrimp. (Or 3 week old Haddock that has been left in the sun, on the odd occasion)
I'm sure there are more, but both of these nearly sent me postal on my relaxing holidays.
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