Scrapper wrote:I will not waste my time listening to cunt-Keating ruining a great song.
I'd rather waste it slagging him off. What a pathetic, talentless, sorry excuse for a douche bag.
douche bag
n : a small syringe with detachable nozzles; used for vaginal lavage and enemas
Hear, hear! Buail a bos! I nominate Scrapper as New Speaker of The House, and on order of their Infernal Majesties Keating is to be stripped of his skin, permanently neurally micro-hard-wired to have to listen to his own pustulent narcissistic Cthulhu-summoning bilge-water-flavoured drivel at VERY HIGH VOLUME 24/7/365/eternity, whilst being used as a piece of once-human sandpaper to soften the callouses on Their brimstoneriferous hornED soles. SO be it!
Shite, tripe, Ronan-Fucking-Keating's weasel-fucking guts and onions on toast! The temerity! The GALL! And I sweat my ballix off when I cover that song at gigs for daring to attempt to do justice to one of the greatest odes of the 20th century, while THAT TURGID TUNE-MURDERING FUCKWAD DARES to 'edit' Shane's lyrics to serve at the altar of his own vapid notions of 'political correctness'?!? "Oh modernity thou stagnant whore!"

