I have his book from years ago.He famously had his " festive fifty" each year.The most popular track for three years was the Inspiral Carpets with Mark Smith playing "I want you".However it is well known that his favorite ever number was "Teenage Kicks" by the Undertones.He was also partial to Stiff Little Fingers and " Suspect Device" John Peel made bands get heard when radio airtime was essential to make the grade as an inocuous band.He also had a very dry sense of humour on his radio show.
The highlight of my day! Sheer genius! God only knows how the woke brigade copes, what with its inability to see the funny side of innuendo. You don't know what you're missing...
I mean, honestly, this stuff has been in our food my entire life, and it will be for the foreseeable future. We've all been eating microscopic rodent hairs and bug parts, no need to stop now.
Jackson, WY proudly announced that they have an acceptable amount of feces in their drinking water. Please tell us all what is an acceptable amount of feces in your drinking water.
you wanna know how many maggots are allowed within every tin can of mushrooms , the fda are fcuking disgusting , we are fed shit while the elites tax us into oblivion
'Ello, me dearios. I'm going to sing you a song of that great huntsman Jim Pubes who lived many years ago and 'tis said there was no finer sight in Cumberland than to see old Jim straddling his nadger behind the parsonage and then looming his turves before setting off in pursuit of the quarry. And this song tells his story and goes after this fashion: D'ye ken Jim Pubes with his splod so bright, As he traddles his nadger in the bright moonlight? He wurdles his posset all through the night, But he can't turn it off in the morning. Oh the sound of his groat threw me from my bed, As he blew up his mooly fit to waken the dead, Oh the noise of his grunge nearly blew off me head, And removed all the paint from the awning. D'ye ken Jim Pubes? Now his splod's turned white, And his nadger's been struck with an awful blight, And he can't find his posset without a light, And he can't turn it on in the morning. Oh his poor old groat, it has sprung a leak, And the sound of his mooly's reduced to a squeak: Though he blows and he blows till he's blue in the eek, We'll no more hear him grunge in the mor-or-or-orning.
Turns out he was right, they just word it differently. Instead of saying, "Bug Free", the advertisement is, "Now 100% Meat!". Different route, same destination.
Fun fact: Originally the scriptwriters wanted to use pop music rather than folk music, but the BBC would have had to pay royalties to the composers of the songs. Folk music is free!
