Walk like a complete twat, more like!
See, I was watching the live CΣRΘΜΘΠIΣS: (ΛD•ΜΩRΤΣΜ, ΛD•VфΤΛΜ) DVD alast night, and I remembered something that really annoys me about live gigs.
Them gobshites what form human towers in the middle of the crowd. Usually quite near the front.
Now, some people will tell you that this is tradition, or an old charter, or something. But it's not. It's a pack of twats being an inconvenient collection of cunts.
These same dumbasses further complain when the live video is released. Why is such-and-such not on the recording? It were ace, that performance were.
It was probably excluded because YOUR GREAT FAT ARSE WAS BLOCKING THE CAMERA so it couldn't be used!
It doesn't occur to these selfish sweaty shirtless human pyramids that they're blocking the view of those behind with their behemoth behinds, not to mention inconveniencing the sensible standees by toppling onto them with their vast amounts of bare BO drenched pigflesh bellies.
I go to gigs to see a live band - not for my view to be obscured by the stench filled 'pits and sweaty cracks of fame hungry "look I'm on the DVD" types! Perhaps, next time, I should lurk someone underneath and take a lighter and torch their bum. A singeing should prevent further obfuscation of the artistes!
And they moan at people who complain they can't see. Why shouldn't we stand on top of each other? It's traditional! It's part of the experience!
No. It's partly you being a cunt, and another part of you being a right, fucking, selfish cunt.
They're clearly so far up themselves, they end up rising through each others arses to stand on the shoulders of their fellow fartknocking fudgepackers.
You can have your human towers - but have them right at the very back, so you can see over the top of everyone, and everyone else can see without your sweaty six-pack of burger buns spoiling the entertainment.
Any why is it always sweating topless greebo greaser blokes? I hear tell of these topless womens sat on their menfolks shoulders baring their busoms at their idols. I reckon that's a myth - does I ever get bare busomed babes bouncing onto me barnet and diverting my view from musicians to mammaries? No, it's just saggy moobs on sweaty porkers hogging the limelight and spoiling everyone's view.
Human pyramids my best
