Oprah Winfrey AHHHHHHAAA time--and you say, 'ohhhhh, aha.' Email the YouTube. That's O.K., it is shit, really.

You know what I hate about posting things like that? that all the comments and it will be taken over by bugled and bingo bongo and it goes faster than the spread of the flu a public library keyboard. So, please, watch and go outside and take your smoke break as ordinary and not telling the people to work or to send around this crazy as some middle-aged mother tries to keep "in contact" with her daughter who left home last year and is now a fucking older guy, but that's OK. it is shit, really. poppers like use that homosexual when they have anal sex is a cheap high. it will make you feel sick to your stomach because for the few seconds of pleasure that makes you forget some terrible event of the day, swear to God, there is a bad karma attached to that exact thing. what goes up must be down. you thought you feeling good last night on your fourth jaegermeister, too, with the fucking redheaded / Balding, french-nailed/manicured, Moriah / manwhore, describing the Ardennes / crevice of your mudflaps / common throughout the polyester / wool your Givenchy / Pierre Cardin trousers / pants combination, did not ya? but at the breakfast table when you could barely keep toast and your wife / husband asked, 'why have not you called? "Danny and started talking about science project again, you get sick of guilt. Just like that. This is not the end of the world. But something will happen today, little to the body which will be an Oprah Winfrey AHHHHHHAAA time and you say, ohhhhh, aha. and then you'll have the house and swear to God, he somebody'll have riposted and it will slip "to your RSS reader, or some of Google Alert that you forgot to take them because it's such a pain in the butt for AHHHHAAA WHEN A TRIPLE OR Alcoholics Anonymous, yes, remember when you get the recovery sobre ... ? ok, Diana Ross / Billy Joel, Mom / Dad 's just going to drink a glass of white / wine feel like having a conversation now. This is what I mean, it's just that you are going to go! Just do not look at all. In fact, instead of taking the time to look, email the YouTube and displays argue that it is not in the public domain. I am asking them to take this fall.

Tu sais ce que je déteste au sujet de détachement des choses comme cela? le fait que tous les commentaires et que ce sera repris par bugled et bingo bongo et ça va plus vite que la propagation de la grippe d'une bibliothèque publique clavier. Alors, s'il vous plaît, de regarder et aller à l'extérieur et de prendre votre pause de fumée comme ordinaire et ne rien dire à la population au travail ou à envoyer autour de ce fou comme certains d'âge moyen, la mère tente de garder «en contact» avec sa fille qui quitté la maison l'an dernier et qui est maintenant une putain de gars plus âgés, mais ce n'est pas grave. il est disponible merde, vraiment. poppers comme ceux que les homosexuels utiliser quand ils avoir le sexe anal, c'est un bon marché élevé. il vous fera sentir malade à votre estomac parce que, pour les quelques secondes de plaisir qu'il vous fait oublier quelques terrible événement de la journée, jure devant Dieu, il ya un mauvais karma, jointe à cette chose exacte. ce qui se passe doit être en place vers le bas. vous avez pensé vous de vous sentir bien la nuit dernière sur votre quatrième jaegermeister, aussi, avec ce putain de redheaded / Balding, french-nailed/manicured, Moriah / manwhore, en décrivant les Ardennes / crevasse de votre mudflaps / commune à travers le polyester / laine de votre Givenchy / Pierre Cardin pantalon / combinaison pantalon, n'a pas ya? mais à la table de petit déjeuner lorsque vous pouvait à peine tenir à toast et votre femme / mari a demandé, 'pourquoi n'avez-vous pas appelé? " et Danny commencé à parler de la science projet a encore une fois, vous aller vomir de la culpabilité. juste comme ça. ce n'est pas la fin du monde. mais quelque chose va se passer aujourd'hui, peu de chose à la caisse qui sera comme une Oprah Winfrey AHHHHHHAAA moment et vous dire, ohhhhh, aha. et alors vous aurez la maison de travail et jure devant Dieu, il somebody'll ont riposted et il va se glisser "à votre lecteur de flux RSS, ou certains d'alerte Google que vous avez oublié de les prendre parce que c'est une telle douleur dans le cul, pour AHHHHAAA MOMENT OU TRIPLE A OU ALCOOLIQUES ANONYMES, oui, souvenez-vous quand vous allez obtenir le recouvrement sobre ...? ok, Diana Ross / Billy Joel, maman / papa 'est juste va boire un verre de blanc / vin de se sentir comme avoir une conversation maintenant. C'est de quoi je parle, c'est juste que vous allez faire Allez-y! Juste ne pas regarder du tout. En fait, au lieu de prendre le temps de regarder, envoyez un courriel à la YouTube et affiche affirment qu'il n'est pas du domaine public. Je suis pour leur demander de prendre cette baisse.

you know what i hate about posting stuff like this? the fact that everyone will comment and that it'll be picked up by bugled and bingo bongo and it'll spread faster than influenza on a public library keyboard. so, please, just watch this and go outside and take your smoke break like regular and don't say anything to the people at work or send this around like some crazy middle-aged mother trying to keep 'in touch' with her daughter who moved out of the house last year and who's now fucking some older guy but it's not serious. it's disposable crap, really. like those poppers that gay people use when they're having anal sex, it's a cheap high. it'll make you feel sick to your stomach because for the few seconds of pleasure that it makes you forget some awful event of your day, swear to god, there's bad karma attached to that exact thing. what goes up must come down. you thought you were feeling good last night on your fourth jaegermeister, too, with that fucking redheaded/balding, french-nailed/manicured, moriah/manwhore, outlining the bulge/crevice of your mudflaps/joint through the polyester/wool of your Givenchy/Pierre Cardin slacks/suit pants, didn't ya? but at the breakfast table when you could barely hold down toast and your wife/husband asked, 'why didn't you call?' and Danny started talking about the science project again you had to go throw up from guilt. just like this. it's not the end of the world. but something will happen today, some little thing at a checkout counter that will be like an Oprah Winfrey AHHHHHHAAA MOMENT and you'll say, ohhhhh, aha. and then you'll get home from work and swear to god somebody'll have it riposted and it'll come sliding' down your reader on some rss or google alert that you forgot to take down because it's such a pain in the ass, for AHHHHAAA MOMENT, OR TRIPLE A OR ALCOHOLICS ANONYMOUS, YEAH, remember when you were gonna get sober...recovery? ok, diana ross/billy joel, momma/daddy's just gonna have a glass of white/wine to feel like having a conversation now. that's what I'm talking about, it's just gonna make you GO THERE! JUST DON'T WATCH IT AT ALL. IN FACT INSTEAD OF TAKING THE TIME TO WATCH IT, EMAIL THE YOUTUBE POSTER and claim IT'S NOT PUBLIC DOMAIN. I'm asking them to take this down.

Richey Edwards and Nicky Wire: Manic Street Preachers [Interview]

the infamous Manic Street Preachers interview with Richey Edwards and Nicky Wire, and the crazy puppet lady, Rhona Cameron

Manic Street Preachers: MOTOWN JUNK [Richey and James - Interview]

Richey James: Manic Street Preachers [Interview + Nicky Wire]

Richey James: Manic Street Preachers [Interview + Nicky Wire]

RICHEY JAMES of Manic Street Preachers disappeared in February 1995 at age 26 and is assumed dead. “The alcoholic and anorexic James kept his word and vanished, perhaps affected by Kurt Cobain’s suicide” (Penguin Encyclopedia). It is probable that he jumped off the Severn Bridge into fast-moving currents. His car was found near the bridge. One of James’ last songs is about a photographer who killed himself. James had been very sick for a long time. He frequently mutilated himself with knives. “While most people are content to pass the time watching TV or reading a book, Richey would absent-mindedly carve up his arms with a knife” (Alan Cross, Over the Edge: The Revolution and Evolution of New Rock, p. 232). During an interview in May 1991, he carved the words 4REAL in his arm with a razor blade. He would also extinguish burning cigarettes on his skin. He was admitted to the Cardiff Hospital in the summer of 1994 because he feared that he was going insane.