Wednesday, 3 August 2011
Screw Those Kids' Magicians
I mean, seriously, fuck 'em all. Those lame-ass douche-bags wouldn't know an ACAAN from a packet trick, those bozos.
They come to us, with their balloon "magic", and their "magic" colouring books. They think they own the frigging place. Goddamit. I don't resent, AT ALL, the number of bookings they receive. I couldn't CARE LESS how much they might make in just one weekend. FUCK 'EM!!! THEY CAN GO AND SUCK THEIR LAME-ASS TT GIMMICK SILK GODDAM SHIT-FOR-WEATHER FUCK-BRAN, CAN GO EAT ITSELF FOR BREAKFAST, LUNCH AND FREAKING DINNER, POSING-POUCH CRAB-MEAT SHIT-BRICKS !!
For all I care.
I don't mind those guys. But......
No under-spread controls.
No triple push-overs.
And STILL they win their "made-up" awards. I guess that's just the 'size of my heart'*.
*p.s. And Trudie Styler can kiss my ass.**
** as can Russ Farquhar***
*** as can Shawn Stevens