According to Viz it was John Lennon’s neighbour who wrote them and used to sing them whilst sitting on the outside lavatory. Or something along those lines.
I seen the Grateful dead on their last world tour at London arena. Two thousend travaling American fans, absolutely ****in amazing... there where lasses spinning in the entrances to the stadium with the back-lighting they looked like whirling dervish dancers with their flared dresses spinning round their knees... I don't know whether they took turns at each entrance or whether it was the same lasses all the time, but I'll never for get that spectacle. I've never seen mushroom like it, massive 5/6 inch across things, just snapping bits off and munching them before we went in. Half way through the gig the gfd when't off and the whole arena skinned up man... I couldn't believe that the security just let everyone get on with it. Not the best gig I've been to, but the most unforgettable by far.
You probably prefer manufactured boy bands like The Beetles, The Sex Pistons and Take That And Party you tranny dumbass
