Ever since I read the novel The Godfather in high school (years before I saw the movie)…  Tough guy!

Yeah, they did the same thing at the Godspeed ATP in England.  I only stayed for about an hour.  Wasn’t a patch on a straight up Oneida show.

When Drogo was doing his rapey speech his movement reminded me of Nu-Metal dancing circa 2002.

I always say 'its alright ma (I'm only bleeding)' is the first rap record. Mostly just to annoy my friends who fail to appreciate Dylan. Given it comes a full 9 tracks after Subterranean Homesick Blues I may have to concede the point to Miller. Either way, Bobby D is totally fucking Gangster!

At the risk of making this a love in I must concur that Mr Hyden is preachin' some truth in this article. Continuing his great form off the back of the outstanding 'Whatever happened to the alternative nation' series. I doth my cap sir.

One day Nu-Metal will eat itself… oh wait, it did.

They should make a movie about their rise from children of welfare to moderately successful writers for a reasonably popular website. AMIRIGHT?

He's 43

Its like he left home and went 'fuck you mum, I can eat what I want now…'

Booyah!!! Thouwapr, a man (or woman) after my own heart… If you delicately prize open the inside of Ferrero Rocher, a little indented round target is left in the chocolate by the wafer. Discovering this was like cracking open the tomb of Tutankhamun …

Yeah, well food don't care 'bout you either, commie!

As a reformed fat kid I have a great deal of childhood eating experience to fall back on.

You'd probably need to eat ants beforehand to make Peanut Butter Spaghetti palatable.

great…

Australians don't count because they have no souls.

As a gruff talkin' salty sea dog I'd intimidate most of you into capitulation, but then get bitten in two by a shark 15 minutes before the end…

Pretending you loved high school is height of HipsterDBagery.

smell my cheese, you mother…

… or the sole purpose of the films creation was to become a 'My Year of Flops'. Thus simultaneously being shit and a success.

Being English I first heard the legend of Buckfast via reality police shows set in Glasgow city centre with hilarious and barely decipherable consequences. Everyone seemed to be smashed on the stuff. I always dreamed of getting my hands on a bottle of this magical and wondrous elixir but could never find it. …