28.9.10

Holidayz are shit





Our Lass sez:
I miss you a bajillion. Burnt my belly, danced the okey kokey, passed out in the bathroom, and just had my feet nibbled in one of them foot spa thingies...all without you. Summats deffo wrong with that.
xxxxxxx
I say: Feet eating fish? Its like I don't even know you anymore...
Come home and stop being silly.

Jump in


Yes!!!...It bloody took a while but we finally got to jump in our latest RIP U client.
Better yet, she lives in NZ. So, we're spreadin the word. World.Wide.
What you sayin Ads? Why the wait.



25.9.10

Tweet hearts

You'll never leave

Ive heard that everyone's favourite shit hole niteclub have just released a new range of t-shirts.  Apparently you have gotta be uber cool to be able to pull that style statement off.  Nothing says 'Im it' like a gothic, ill fitting Fruit of the Loom tee with an over printed design declaring you allegiance to Sheffield's cheapest sin bin watering hole.  Unfortunately ASBO a GOGO haven't had chance to get down there and grab ourselves a copy of this promo opportunity gone wrong.  Oh well, we will have to make do with our typical Corp attire...shoes so covered in floor scum they are almost unrecognisable as your own...or a party dress drenched in someone else's snake-bite. 
'You'll never leave.'
Apart from when you're being kicked out at 2.30am.

I'll write the vows if you wear the suit

Our Lass has only gone and done another holiday. Without me, if you can believe it!

I know I cant. 

I am missing her in multiples of ways, as in I haven't been able to go down and see her at her Tattoo shop receptionist Saturday job and get the usual weekend ink. Its a struggle to know what to do when you haven't got a tattoo machine jammed into your left calf of a Saturday afternoon ( more blogs about that to follow...). 

Anyway I am missing her bare amounts, everything from her poor quality South African accent, to her beer garden musings in the freezing rain.  I hope she's living it up on the Tenerife coast, not DJing, not milling around town buying vintage real life rabbit's foot broaches, not watching the X Factor bootcamp. I could go on, but she wont be listening, she'll be too busy buying knock-off Disney VHS off men on the beach, or getting all emotional to the Snow Patrol cassette tape on her walkman. No one does holidays like Our Lass. Which is why I cant wait for NYC 2011. 

Start saving now suckerz its gonna be a big one.



''If we got married then our first dance would be a mash up between Heartbreaker and Love is a Battlefield''

''Uh, uh...oh yeah. It would be. Heartbreaker, Love is a Battlefield and...and... Love is a Battlefield...oh wait...''
''Damn.''

17.9.10

2 pairs of pants, a pair of tights and a swim suit


For the first time in history your two favourite disco madams are in the same room for a blog.
This never happens and its weird. 

 Normally I write 'em with a hangover on a Sunday afternoon with only repeats of Project Runway to keep me company.


So far tonite Ive had to tackle Our Lass' traditional shit-at-my-house.
We've based our outfits on each other's blusher.
Sessioned mix tapes for 2 hours (turning the tape over is annoying P.S.)
Already had cabbage water over the first bottle of wine (if you dont know what cabbage water is, you're dumb...but tweet me, http://twitter.com/asboagogo and Ill let you in on the secret.  Mine is savoy)

Papping the Chinos delivery man (who claimed copyright over his image).
Cried about a work load vs. having a bath.
Introduced the 'Diarrhea Song' to a mind who was too young to have sang it at Primary.

 'Dig a toilet not a grave'

All I do is win.
We love getting paid to hear stories about Take That videos, talk to Fresh Fruits and watch Die Antwoord (Ant-w-00-rd if you ask Our Lass), we swoon for that accent man. No Lies.

See you at the Washington for last orders innit
xxxxxxxxxzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
(pic by Paul Cantrell)

1.9.10

Front cover birds


Check out the latest issue of Toast Magazine.
Our faces are in it!
Thanks so much for makin us look half decent and writing our talkin bit so it makes sense.
We <3 Toast!!
Come see us play, 17th September at Bungalows and Bears and/or 24th September at Lescar.
We would love to hang out with you
xox

He has watermelon stuck up his nose


The curtain of summer is falling as we speak, which means me & Our Lass are preppin' it up for the upcoming winter months...I'm dreaming of cuddling my blanket on the settee and bed by 9.  She is putting together her Halloween costume and Googling beer gardens with heaters.  
We have had a slammin' summer and have loads of treats in the pipeline for winter

5th birthday anyone?
So keep the peepers open for more Skulltastic ASBO classics....loves xxx