The Work It team warmed up...
Vibes...
Peoples...
Props to Blaise and everyone who passed through.
Friday, 15 May 2009
Rodigan @ The Shacklewell Arms
After all the talk and hype surrounding this night I feared a flop but Rodigan came good. Insanely good. Pure vibes set from start to finish. The crowd was lively, the venue was perfect and the free drinks had devastating effects on my behaviour.
The Work It team warmed up...
Vibes...
Peoples...
Props to Blaise and everyone who passed through.
The Work It team warmed up...
Vibes...
Peoples...
Props to Blaise and everyone who passed through.
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It is a rough stage in a man's life we have all gone through. Being a teenager.
I was a confused young man, experiencing many new thoughts and feelings.
Many call this point in life the "awkward stage"
The times back then were very different than times for teenagers today.
I got off school. I wanted to "go out" and chill with my friends. There was no car ride. The was one way to get there. To ride there. To ride there on your Haro or GT bicycle.
I had a Haro. On my Haro I'm climbing the huge hill I had to get up to get to my friends house.
Upon my decent of the massive hill, there I was, a 14 year old boy in the summer of 1997, riding on my Haro, with my hair parted down the middle like everyone else's was, looking like a 1930's bicycle repairman, hair blowing back in the breeze. As the warm summer air was blowing upon my bald hairless prepubescent face, I had my generic Walkman on, clipped to the pocket of my Jnco jeans listening to "Semi Charmed Life" thinking that I, too, may want something else to get me though this kind of life. I wasn't listening to my mom when she said "Goodbye".
All I wanted was to not go to school and grow a beard. I only had two pairs of Jnco's, cause they were expensive. Airwalks didn't come cheap either, and that was the only ammunition I had to fire at the ladies, in addition to having really cool Pilot Precise pens I bought from Wal-Mart. I didn't know what getting laid was. Hell, I still wondered what it was like to actually get a blow job. I had one of my first girlfriends, and I had her school ID. She gave it to me to show all my friends how hot she was since she went to a different school. I seemed so cool.
Little did I know that 12 years later, I would look back at myself and be put in a state of shock by truly, how much of an ignorant, petty little clueless punk virgin I really was. Yes, puberty is tough for everyone alive, as are those "high school days", but my pussiness back then was somewhat embarrassing. I can't believe I even wore corduroys. My haircut and love of Haro's and Jnco jeans was completely stupid. So was going out at night stealing "Chromies". I think we all were idiots back in the day when we look at ourselves. It wasn't all my fault though. It couldn't be. There is nothing left to say about all this really. Well, maybe one thing.
I blame Third Eye Blind for making me into a pussy in the late 90's.
Too many top button shirts for my likings.
damn, someone put the crystal skull on a black tee. i was gonna do that.
Aaron = http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2006/01/26/chris_penn_narrowweb__300x495,0.jpg
that black girl proper looks like dizzee rascal
ron ya jacket is sick
has anyone got matthew schnickens number?
i need to talk to him
dave
dude in the green jacket with dizzee has an annoyin little face that i just wanna punch out
don't worry about his face mate, if anyone saw yours they'd kick you into the curb!
Nice snaps Olaolu, love all of the close up portrait-esque ones.
ohhh kimbo hit a nerve with anon.
calm down and carry on anon!
i do have better things to do actually today ive played xbox and had 2 wanks
oh snap you online now? kick yo ass punk on call of duty
ps i've had 3 but the fourth was a dry one so it don't count
YOU FAN BOYS NEED LIFES!!!
Nice pics ollie, gutted i missed it
NO I'm not related to Mister Lego, I've never met him in my life.
NO I don't seek attention
NO I'm not gonna kill myself
and
NO I'm not a HOE, the virgin Mary ain't got nothing on me!!
Some advice, I would like for you to say to my face 'kill yourself, you attention seeking HOE'
We'll see how far you get with that.
XX
what if i were say fuck off and kill yourself
ps you got black gums
You must be about ten. 'You've got black gums'. that is the lamest insult ever!
I haven't.
You missed the word 'to' and if you wanna know what I'll do to you. Come step to me and you'll find.
xx
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