Quote: Lee Henman @ January 15 2009, 2:49 PM GMTNo I'm just a lot quicker and smarter and wittier than you. AmIright?
Yes you are.
Boy George Page 2
Quote: Aaron @ January 15 2009, 2:53 PM GMTYes you are.
Yeah... well you're a... poo poo head.
But I'm not an unfunny poo poo head who claims to be a funny one.
So HAH.
Quote: Aaron @ January 15 2009, 2:59 PM GMTBut I'm not an unfunny poo poo head who claims to be a funny one.
So HAH.
You, sir, are quite welcome to a fat bag of dicks.
Quote: David Bussell @ January 15 2009, 3:03 PM GMTYou, sir, are quite welcome to a fat bag of dicks.
Re-released Culture Club albums...
Eating to Be Clever
Menus by Numbers
Waking Up with my arse on Fire
From Luxury to Heartattack
Don't Mind If I Do (eat your cake)
...and the singles...
Wide Boy
I'm Afraid of Me (monthly food bill)
Do You Really Want to Eat Me
Time (Clock of the Heart attack)
I'll (Big) Tumble 4 Ya
Church of the Poison Kebab
Korma Chameleon
Victims (of Obesity)
It's a Miracle (I can stand up)
The War(med up curry) Song
The Meal Song
Mistake No. 3 (pineapple on my pizza)
Move Away (this couch isn't big enough for the both of us)
God Thank You Woman (you can cook)
Gutso Blusto
Quote: David Bussell @ January 15 2009, 3:03 PM GMTYou, sir, are quite welcome to a fat bag of dicks.
That doesn't even make any sense! >_<
Quote: Dolly Dagger @ January 15 2009, 2:26 PM GMT"Do You Really Want to Pizza Hu(r)t Me?"
That's another shit one.
Um, Culture Blob?
Culture Grub?
Culture Club Sandwich?
Hmmmmmm
Quote: Aaron @ January 15 2009, 3:07 PM GMTThat doesn't even make any sense! >_<
You're too young to understand.
Some of us were there when he turned up first time round.
Quote: Tuumble @ January 15 2009, 3:06 PM GMTRe-released Culture Club albums...
Eating to Be Clever
Menus by Numbers
Waking Up with my arse on Fire
From Luxury to Heartattack
Don't Mind If I Do (eat your cake)...and the singles...
Wide Boy
I'm Afraid of Me (monthly food bill)
Do You Really Want to Eat Me
Time (Clock of the Heart attack)
I'll (Big) Tumble 4 Ya
Church of the Poison Kebab
Korma Chameleon
Victims (of Obesity)
It's a Miracle (I can stand up)
The War(med up curry) Song
The Meal Song
Mistake No. 3 (pineapple on my pizza)
Move Away (this couch isn't big enough for the both of us)
God Thank You Woman (you can cook)
Gutso Blusto
You aree rifiguring some of those for 118 ?
Quote: Tuumble @ January 15 2009, 3:09 PM GMTSome of us were there when he turned up first time round.
He? Me?
Bussell is the chief cocklopper for Bowyer's sausages, so it's a term of affection. He does indeed have a fat bag of dicks with him at all times.
15 months in prison.
http://www.cnn.com/2009/SHOWBIZ/Music/01/16/boy.george.prison/index.html
Quote: David Bussell @ January 15 2009, 3:03 PM GMTYou, sir, are quite welcome to a fat bag of dicks.
Ha!
Anyone do anything funny with this;
Culture Club - Victims
The victims we know so well
They shine in your eyes
When they kiss and tell
Strange pieces we never see
But you're always there
Like a ghost in my dream
And I keep on telling you
Please don't do the things you do
When you do those things
Pull my puppet strings
I have that strangest void for you
We love and we never tell
What pieces our hearts in the wishing well
Love lead us into the stream
And it's sink or swim
Like it's always been
And I keep on loving you
It's the only thing to do
When the angel sings
There are greater things
Can I give them all to you
Pull the strings of emotion
Take a ride into unknown pleasure
Fell like a child
On a dark night
Wishing there was some kind of heaven
I could be warm with your smiling
Hold out your hand for a while
The victims
We know them so well
The victims we know so well
They shine in your eyes
When they kiss and tell
Strange places we never see
But you're always there
Like a ghost in my dream
And I keep on telling you
Please don't do the things you do
When you do those things
Pull my puppet strings
I have the strangest void for you
Show my heart some devotion
Push aside those that whisper never
Feel like a child on a dark night
Wishing we could spend it together
I could be warm with your smiling
Hold out your hand for a while
The victims
We know them so well