Sweet like nothing at all: Le Nettoyage pt2

Tuesday, December 5

Le Nettoyage pt2

Ok let's get this out of the way. Our messy virtual desktop is the fastest thing we can clean, so here:

What happens when cynical film students have 48 hours to make a movie about mustard

New Babyshambles!

Chapelle show! Chapelle show!

Terry Gilliam being his pompous, ridiculous self promoting his movie. Sadly, his film really did only last a week, at least here in montreal... :(

Can YOU laugh like this?

Elix3

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Did you see the stylish kids in the riot? We were shovelled up like muck, set the night on fire, wombles bleed truncheons and shields. You know I cherish you my love. But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town, caught round the houses with your trousers down; a headrush in the bush. Tell me what can you want now you've got it all. The whole scene is obscene, time will strip it away, a year and a day. And Bill Bones knows what I mean. He knows it's eating, it's chewing me up. It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood. It's all in my hands, and its all up the walls. Well the stale chips are up and the hopes stakes are down. Its these ignorant faces that bring this town down. I sighed and, sunken with pride, I passed myself down on my knees. There are fewer more distressing sights than that of an Englishman in a baseball cap. We'll die in the class we were born; that's a class of our own my love. Oh how I cherish you my love.