ASBO a GoGo: 12.09

30.12.09

Joanne Storey...

~~Chuck Norris~~ Joanne Storey doesn't throw up.

~~Chuck Norris~~ Joanne Storey throws down!

23.12.09

Licking our own wounds on a daily basis.

Xmas means a few things to me and Our Lass

1) We realise our collective wardrobes aren't meant for any climate, especially one like ours- it wasn't that long since She Who Must Wear Converse had to get over a bout of trench foot-Im glad she quit hanging out wi the punks, now she wears semi-sensible footwear. Sort of...

2) Mulled wine doesnt agree with either of us, but I perservere like the trooper I am.

(one girl two cups...)

3) All the sequels are put on telly.

4) Those who have snuck down South, make the pilgrimage back up to the steel-stinger of the North. They mite moan about the weather (is it really that much warmer down int' Big Smoke?), they mite shout at taxi drivers (if you insult City Cars-they wont come anymore) and they mite show amazement that you can get a takeaway pizza for less than 4 quid (should you still buy it though?!) - but we still love 'em!!

5) We're not children, no matter how much we wanna do massive skids on the ice, you can't skid in heels-it just dun't work, epspecially if you're trying to get up a curb, apparently force + no friction does not help you defy gravity or create your own up-thrust. Knees-a-GoGo.

Anyway- just come down and see us at the The Lescar (J'taime Les Car...) Christmas eve, 8pm onwards-we will be there to ~~think~~ you under the table, dance you off the floor and generally win you at life.

ASBO Love xxx
PS I didnt hang up on you, I just put the fone down while you were still talking...
PPS. Watching Lykke Li session ''A Milli'' is much like watching Our Lass bin herself round the dance floor when we drop it at an ASBO...its warming my heart just thinkin ov it...

21.12.09

Tongue Twister Teeth

Falling arse backwards into popularity.

Its been a bit since I did a proper blog- but we've been a bit busy lately.

Apparently we got bigged up in The Guardian. Who knows why they knows who we are...but anyway the only thing we could find was the fact that they liked our name. Oh well, I guess we all gotta start out somewhere...

*Some beef called Toddla T did a ''where to go in Sheff'' seems he missed out JFK room at the Dog and Partridge, Q Tattoo, and Our Lass' lounge...but I guess theyre just my favourite places to hang out...

There's nothing better than finishing the year on a high...Im more than a bit happy to say I got my tickets for the Kiss Sonic Boom tour at the Arena ( I can almost feel the burn from the pyrotechnics now...) I was nearly sick with excitement onto my Peter Criss Destroyer air fix model (c'mon-we've all got one on the go...) just thinking about the Tram ride down to the Arena- just how many mullets will one carriage hold??!

Me and Our Lass like a good mince around the art galleries now and again. We attended the Silver and Black show at the Archipelago Gallery. It was a right treat, we especially loved T-Rex and Toyko Jo's prints. Get ya sens down to session the rest. Try to avoid how I ended up enjoying the show...4 hours of standing in the fag corner. My advice, get mates who dont smoke.

As the owner of a slew of misadvised tattoo choices I am always on the look out for someone who's ~~come off worse than myself~~ got better ink than me.

(No! I am not getting the fiesty-raccoon-on-a-skull flash. No matter how well it would fit on my left leg).

Obviously a night out in Beighton was going to deliver a treat or two. Noone quite expected the beautiful display on show. All I am saying is; a pineapple tattoo on your shoulder blade is better than anything I have - or have seen in a long time. I just wish I hadnt been so chicken, or the woman hadn't been so beefy, then I might have had some photographic evidence.

The cold hard hearts of ASBO were melted last weekend. Mark our words there is nothing cuter than the sight of a grown man wiping a shivering dog's nose. Dont judge it till you've seen it.

'i said mix it up, not ~~muck~~ it up..'

ASBO and out xox