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    In his first interview since his arrest by police in Los Angeles, British pop star George Michael has described himself as "stupid and reckless".


    Michael was apprehended by undercover police officers on Tuesday after complaints from residents about lewd acts being performed in public toilets in a Beverly Hills park.

    The former Wham! singer said he was not ashamed about his homosexuality but was annoyed at himself for getting into such a predicament. Michael, 34, said: "I want people to know I haven't been exposed as a gay man. I don't feel any shame.
    SA says;
    Well you looked so stylish I thought you batted for the other camp - thats like the ultimate compliment!

    I couldn't imagine you ever having a hair out of place!

    n5gooner is awarded +5 Xeno Geek Points.
    (whatever these are)

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      #12
      Originally posted by The Late, Great JC
      I'd leave the tablets alone Steve, they're not doing you any good at all!
      Damn! The doc said they were happy pills...just read the box and it say's "do not operate machinery, and you may feel gayer..."

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        #13
        so....how long till this thread gets "pulled off" if you pardon the pun.
        SA says;
        Well you looked so stylish I thought you batted for the other camp - thats like the ultimate compliment!

        I couldn't imagine you ever having a hair out of place!

        n5gooner is awarded +5 Xeno Geek Points.
        (whatever these are)

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          #14
          Originally posted by n5gooner
          so....how long till this thread gets "pulled off" if you pardon the pun.

          I'll Just take another pill.........

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            #15
            YOU!
            I wanna take you to a gay bar,
            I wanna take you to a gay bar,
            I wanna take you to a gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.

            Let's start a war, start a nuclear war,
            At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
            Wow!
            At the gay bar.
            Now Tell me do ya?, but do ya have any money?
            I wanna spend all your money,
            at the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.

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              #16
              The British Police are the best in the world
              I don't believe one of these stories I've heard
              'Bout them raiding our pubs for no reason at all
              Lining the customers up by the wall
              Picking out people and knocking them down
              Resisting arrest as they're kicked on the ground
              Searching their houses and calling them queer
              I don't believe that sort of thing happens here

              Sing if you're glad to be gay
              Sing if you're happy that way

              Pictures of naked young women are fun
              In Titbits and Playboy, page three of The Sun
              There's no nudes in Gay News our last magazine
              But they still find excuses to call it obscene
              Read how disgusting we are in the press
              The News of The World and the Sunday Express
              Molesters of children, corruptors of youth
              It's there in the paper, it must be the truth

              Sing if you're glad to be gay
              Sing if you're happy that way

              Don't try to kid us that if you're discreet
              You're perfectly safe as you walk down the street
              You don't have to mince or make bitchy remarks
              To get beaten unconscious and left in the dark
              I had a friend who was gentle and short
              Got lonely one evening and went for a walk
              Queerbashers caught him and kicked in his teeth
              He was only hospitalised for a week

              Sing if you're glad to be gay
              Sing if you're happy that way

              So sit back and watch as they close all our clubs
              Arrest us for meeting and raid all our pubs
              Make sure your boyfriend's at least 21
              So only your friends and your brothers get done
              Lie to your workmates, lie to your folks
              Put down the queens and tell anti-queer jokes
              Gay Lib's ridiculous, join their laughter
              'The buggers are legal now, what more are they after?'

              Sing if you're glad to be gay
              Sing if you're happy that way

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                #17
                In these days of changing ways
                So called liberated days
                A story comes to mind of a friend of mine

                Georgie boy was gay I guess
                Nothin’ more or nothin’ less
                The kindest guy I ever knew

                His mother’s tears fell in vain
                The afternoon george tried to explain
                That he needed love like all the rest

                Pa said there must be a mistake
                How can my son not be straight
                After all I’ve said and done for him

                Leavin’ home on a greyhound bus
                Cast out by the ones he loves
                A victim of these gay days it seems

                Georgie went to new york town
                Where he quickly settled down
                And soon became the toast of the great white way

                Accepted by manhattan’s elite
                In all the places that were chic
                No party was complete without george

                Along the boulevards he’d cruise
                And all the old queens blew a fuse
                Everybody loved georgie boy

                The last time I saw george alive
                Was in the summer of seventy-five
                He said he was in love I said I’m pleased

                George attended the opening night
                Of another broadway hype
                But split before the final curtain fell

                Deciding to take a short cut home
                Arm in arm they meant no wrong
                A gentle breeze blew down fifth avenue

                Out of a darkened side street came
                A new jersey gang with just one aim
                To roll some innocent passer-by
                There ensued a fearful fight
                Screams rang out in the night
                Georgie’s head hit a sidewalk cornerstone

                A leather kid, a switchblade knife
                He did not intend to take his life
                He just pushed his luck a little too far that night

                The sight of blood dispersed the gang
                A crowd gathered, the police came
                An ambulance screamed to a halt on fifty-third and third

                Georgie’s life ended there
                But I ask who really cares
                George once said to me and I quote

                He said ’never wait or hesitate
                Get in kid, before it’s too late
                You may never get another chance
                ’cos youth a mask but it don’t last
                Live it long and live it fast’
                Georgie was a friend of mine

                Oh georgie stay, don’t go away
                Georgie please stay you take our breath away
                Oh georgie stay, don’t go away
                Georgie please stay you take our breath away
                Oh georgie stay, don’t go away
                Georgie, georgie please stay you take our breath away
                Oh georgie stay
                Oh Jesus - Disaster Management Ltd.
                You know you'll need us!

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                  #18
                  Call that a song?

                  Guess I needed sometime to get away
                  I needed some piece of mind
                  Some piece of mind that'll stay
                  So I thumbed it down to Sixth and L.A.
                  Maybe a Greyhound could be my way

                  Police and *******, that's right
                  Get out of my way
                  Don't need to buy none of your
                  Gold chains today
                  I don't need no bracelets
                  Clamped in front of my back
                  Just need my ticket; 'til then
                  Won't you cut me some slack ?

                  You're one in a million
                  Yeah, that's what you are
                  You're one in a million, babe
                  You're a shooting star
                  Maybe someday we'll see you
                  Before you make us cry
                  You know we tried to reach you
                  But you were much too high
                  Much too high, much too high,
                  Much too high, yes, ow !

                  Immigrants and faggots
                  They make no sense to me
                  They come to our country
                  And think they'll do as they please
                  Like start some mini Iran,
                  Or spread some fu*kin' disease
                  They talk so many goddamn ways
                  It's all Greek to me

                  Well some say I'm lazy
                  And others say that's just me
                  Some say I'm crazy
                  I guess I'll always be
                  But it's been such a long time
                  Since I knew right from wrong
                  It's all the means to an end, I
                  I keep it movin' along

                  You're one in a million
                  Oo, you're a shooting star
                  You're one in a million, babe
                  You know that you are
                  Maybe someday we'll see you, Oo
                  Oh, Before you make us cry
                  You know we tried to reach you
                  But you were much too high
                  Much too high, Oo, much too high
                  Yeah,
                  Much too high, huh, no, no, oh
                  Ow!

                  Radicals and Racists
                  Don't point your finger at me
                  I'm a small town white boy
                  Just tryin' to make ends meet
                  Don't need your religion
                  Don't watch that much TV
                  Just makin' my livin', baby
                  Well that's enough for me

                  You're one in a million
                  Yeah that's what you are
                  You're one in a million, babe
                  You're a shooting star
                  Maybe someday we'll see you
                  Before you make us cry
                  You know we tried to reach you
                  But you were much too high
                  Much too high, ow, much too high,
                  Much too high, much too high
                  Yeah, yeee, yeah, yeee, igh !
                  Ow! Much too high
                  (Oh, much too high, ah,
                  Much too high, ah, much too high
                  Much too high, ow, much too high)

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                    #19
                    Smalltown Boy
                    Bronski Beat
                    You leave in the morning
                    With everything you own
                    In a little black case
                    Alone on a platform
                    The wind and the rain
                    On a sad and lonely face
                    Mother will never understand
                    WHy you had to leave
                    For the love that you need
                    Will never be found at home
                    And the answer you seek
                    Will never be found at home
                    Pushed around and kicked around
                    Always a lonely boy
                    You were the one
                    That they'd talk about around town
                    As they put you down
                    And as hard as they would try
                    They'd hurt to make you cry
                    But you'd never cry to them
                    Just to your soul
                    No you'd never cry to them
                    Just to your soul

                    I am not qualified to give the above advice!

                    The original point and click interface by
                    Smith and Wesson.

                    Step back, have a think and adjust my own own attitude from time to time

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                      #20
                      Originally posted by OwlHoot
                      Hi HH&H

                      Someone told me that gay guys tend to open their jeans entirely, and let them down slightly, just to take a leak, whereas straight people just undo the zip as you'd expect.

                      I don't know why they do that; maybe it makes it easier with extra tight jeans, or is just a ridiculous gay affectation e.g. as if to say "mine is so big it's too unwieldy to put back in just my flies".

                      So in short, if it's dress down day follow him into the bog and watch him pee - you never know where it might lead
                      Then most Germans must be gay as that is how they nearly all go to the bog.
                      Brexit is having a wee in the middle of the room at a house party because nobody is talking to you, and then complaining about the smell.

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