Haha! I see this guy EVERY TIME I go to Cardiff! He had blonde hair for a while, and he's always banging away on the bins! I saw him teaching some other guy to do it once. Didn't know he sang too.
haha so the other day i was walking to work to asda down in leckwith when he runs past me and into a shop... then about five minutes later he runs past me again and down into canton on a fucking mission, true cardiff legend XD
@verty87 Just a brief follow-up to declare that his choice of snare drum is wonderfully appropriate....ergo utilising a rubbish bin to produce garbage.
Let him say what he wants to say. What effect does it have on you? A bit too much I see. Peacelove, I guess you love the hairy Freddy when he takes your knickers down. Not everyone does mind.
I'll ignore the spelling/grammatical peccadiloes! My knickers are permanently untwisted (Primark...three for a fiver). However, in my opinion if my ears are assailed by someone banging on the top of a rubbish receptacle, in a manner that would disgrace a pre-pubescent, accompanied by irregular screams and hysterical shouts that are frankly akin to a mentally challenged patient, pre-lobotomy, then amigo I feel entirely justified in stating that in my opinion, the end product is pure garbage.
Haha! I see this guy EVERY TIME I go to Cardiff! He had blonde hair for a while, and he's always banging away on the bins! I saw him teaching some other guy to do it once. Didn't know he sang too.
oh bless
haha so the other day i was walking to work to asda down in leckwith when he runs past me and into a shop... then about five minutes later he runs past me again and down into canton on a fucking mission, true cardiff legend XD
@verty87 Just a brief follow-up to declare that his choice of snare drum is wonderfully appropriate....ergo utilising a rubbish bin to produce garbage.
Let him say what he wants to say. What effect does it have on you? A bit too much I see.
Peacelove, I guess you love the hairy Freddy when he takes your knickers down. Not everyone does mind.
It's not NINJA. It's NINJAH.
Hah.
I'll ignore the spelling/grammatical peccadiloes! My knickers are permanently untwisted (Primark...three for a fiver). However, in my opinion if my ears are assailed by someone banging on the top of a rubbish receptacle, in a manner that would disgrace a pre-pubescent, accompanied by irregular screams and hysterical shouts that are frankly akin to a mentally challenged patient, pre-lobotomy, then amigo I feel entirely justified in stating that in my opinion, the end product is pure garbage.