SixesAlltheway
Ancient Mariner
flashmob folk dancing!
That sounds horrible!!
flashmob folk dancing!
I still have to see Maiden first but sure.@Diesel 11 and @JudasMyGuide, would you now support my call for Alestorm to open for Maiden on a future tour? If they included "FWAA" in their setlist we might even organise some flashmob folk dancing!
Everyone at my work is wondering why I'm laughing so hard!THE WORST SONG YOU COULD POSSIBLY HAVE ON THE BRAIN IS "FUCKED WITH AN ANCHOR"!
No problem, happy to be of service ...Everyone at my work is wondering why I'm laughing so hard!
Can I get a full story?Note to self:
THE WORST SONG YOU COULD POSSIBLY HAVE ON THE BRAIN IS "FUCKED WITH AN ANCHOR"!
- When you work in a small, conservative accountancy office, AND
- Your subconcious sometimes decides (without consulting you first) that you should sing random song lyrics aloud without warning,
Well, when I'm under pressure I often find I get a song on the brain, and the speed it goes round my head is directly proportional to the amount of pressure I'm under, so eventually I start singing a bit more audibly than I'm really aware of (wheras normally I wouldn't actually be singing, or only very quietly to myself). So in true accordance with sods law the line that came out loudest was "fuck you!" and I think I was also rocking my head from side to side, in time to the chorus, and after a while I noticed the office manager was peering around her monitor at me, giving me strange looks like "should I say anything yet?"Can I get a full story?
Your office manager is so lucky you've - probably - never heard Bathory's You Don't Move Me (I Don't Give a Fuck)Well, when I'm under pressure I often find I get a song on the brain, and the speed it goes round my head is directly proportional to the amount of pressure I'm under, so eventually I start singing a bit more audibly than I'm really aware of (wheras normally I wouldn't actually be singing, or only very quietly to myself). So in true accordance with sods law the line that came out loudest was "fuck you!" and I think I was also rocking my head from side to side, in time to the chorus, and after a while I noticed the office manager was peering around her monitor at me, giving me strange looks like "should I say anything yet?"
Last week the line they all heard was "no strength, got nothing left to give, must find the will to live", so heaven only knows what impression they're getting of my mental state