Comments: The Day That neuro Fell Down The Stairs

I have some arsenic if you want it.

Posted by K at December 2, 2004 11:34 PM

I can see a niche in the market for airbag pants.

We've had parachute pants already, THANK YOU VERY MUCH MISTER HAMMER.

Posted by David Barrett at December 2, 2004 11:49 PM

I feel so loved.

Posted by neuro-praxis at December 2, 2004 11:56 PM

Praise be to Hammer.

He's gone like crazy religious now. You should try and book him to preach at your so-called 21st or something.

Posted by Anonymous at December 3, 2004 12:10 AM

Yeah, I'm big into preaching at my parties.

(Fuckwit.)

:)

Posted by neuro-praxis at December 3, 2004 12:48 AM

I'll bring the small, dirty crate for you to stand on. I'm sure someone can rustle you up a megaphone.

(You pooh out of it)

Posted by David Barrett at December 3, 2004 02:34 AM

You poo out of a microphone? Fuck, thats shocking interesting. Or maybe just shocking. Or confused. Or...

...I'll get me coat.

Posted by mr_angry at December 3, 2004 11:26 AM

Hurray! Drugs!

Posted by Adrian at December 3, 2004 12:40 PM

I fell down the stairs in Europes Finest Nightclub four years ago and cracked a vertebra.

It was great.

Posted by Soccer Ball at December 3, 2004 11:16 PM