Stunt Man
It's been a while, sorry.
There's been a spot of banter on the comments pages between Phil & Mum with regards to the red & blue halves of Manchester. People have said I've presented a rather one sided opinion on this subject, some even going as far as saying that I've allowed my allegiance to the red obscure the quality, unbiased journalism these pages have come to represent. Therefore in the interests of an objective argument, and to further prove myself as a preacher of fact and not opinion, let us remind ourselves what the match day programme looked like the last time City were involved in the latter stages of a major club competition: Man City.
Glad we got that cleared up.
I'll be honest I'm struggling here. Last night was our house warming party which kept me up till 6 this morning. Please see earlier post for full description of how I'm feeling and why, the photos are good and are here. Most of you will have missed Luke who turned up, god I don't know when but late - very late I think. Anyway, I asked him what he did for a living, as you do, and get this, he's only a fecking stunt man! A stunt man!
Me: "What do you do for a living?"
Mr Cool: "I'm a stuntman"
Me: (to myself) Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeese don't ask me what I do, I couldn't handle it...really. Wonder if he's been in anything I've seen, don't recognise him, but then again I guess in the stunt world, that's kind of the idea.
So then, inevitably, the girls start asking him to do a stunt. Shit, I can't have that. If he goes and sets himself on fire, dives for cover and then rescues the princess in my front room, I'm gonna look like a right plank for being too scared to stand on the top rung of my own ladder. Let's keep him away from the ladies and strike up a nice safe conversation...
Me: "So what films have you been in mate?"
Mr Popular: "Loads; Charlie and the chocolate factory, James Bond, Harry Potter. Oh and I was once a Jedi Knight."
Shit.
Recording of Chav song is now complete after an incredible evening with the lovely Tasha from Hepburn. Please visit her new bands' site, there's talk of them doing rather well and she was a lovely girl so best of luck Tash. Next stage is mastering and then printing and replicating, sold our first advance copy of CD last night too, thanks Pip, your CD's on the way. For those of you into these things, there's a downloadable mp3 file (the chavtone) that I've made for your phone's text message alert. Please download and install and lets finally rid the world of that most annoying text alert noise de de de der der de de de. Incidently, that tone is morse code for SMS in case you didn't know - doesn't make it any less annoying though.
That's that for now, the hangover's getting the better of me. Love to you all.
There's been a spot of banter on the comments pages between Phil & Mum with regards to the red & blue halves of Manchester. People have said I've presented a rather one sided opinion on this subject, some even going as far as saying that I've allowed my allegiance to the red obscure the quality, unbiased journalism these pages have come to represent. Therefore in the interests of an objective argument, and to further prove myself as a preacher of fact and not opinion, let us remind ourselves what the match day programme looked like the last time City were involved in the latter stages of a major club competition: Man City.
Glad we got that cleared up.
I'll be honest I'm struggling here. Last night was our house warming party which kept me up till 6 this morning. Please see earlier post for full description of how I'm feeling and why, the photos are good and are here. Most of you will have missed Luke who turned up, god I don't know when but late - very late I think. Anyway, I asked him what he did for a living, as you do, and get this, he's only a fecking stunt man! A stunt man!
Me: "What do you do for a living?"
Mr Cool: "I'm a stuntman"
Me: (to myself) Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeese don't ask me what I do, I couldn't handle it...really. Wonder if he's been in anything I've seen, don't recognise him, but then again I guess in the stunt world, that's kind of the idea.
So then, inevitably, the girls start asking him to do a stunt. Shit, I can't have that. If he goes and sets himself on fire, dives for cover and then rescues the princess in my front room, I'm gonna look like a right plank for being too scared to stand on the top rung of my own ladder. Let's keep him away from the ladies and strike up a nice safe conversation...
Me: "So what films have you been in mate?"
Mr Popular: "Loads; Charlie and the chocolate factory, James Bond, Harry Potter. Oh and I was once a Jedi Knight."
Shit.
Recording of Chav song is now complete after an incredible evening with the lovely Tasha from Hepburn. Please visit her new bands' site, there's talk of them doing rather well and she was a lovely girl so best of luck Tash. Next stage is mastering and then printing and replicating, sold our first advance copy of CD last night too, thanks Pip, your CD's on the way. For those of you into these things, there's a downloadable mp3 file (the chavtone) that I've made for your phone's text message alert. Please download and install and lets finally rid the world of that most annoying text alert noise de de de der der de de de. Incidently, that tone is morse code for SMS in case you didn't know - doesn't make it any less annoying though.
That's that for now, the hangover's getting the better of me. Love to you all.
posted by the MüVs at 5:47 pm
1 Comments:
Don't worry Jip-jop one day your job will be as cool as stunt man -shame he wouldn't attempt the jumping through flaming hoops though, I was looking forward to that.
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