Tuesday, 12 August 2008

Street Dave aka Painbob

I used to work in a BMX shop in Norwich. For years we had this S&M Bennett frame, in black, it was left over from I dont know when. There were parts of that frame you could eat your dinner off. For the years I worked in that bike shop, I always wondered why anybody would have thought it was a good idea to buy that bike, and if I'd ever meet anybody who still had one.

A couple of years later I moved to Leeds and met street Dave. He had that frame, 4 pegs, 4 piece bars, Primo Powerbite cranks and a smile on his face that you knew meant trouble!

He is the most fun person to get pissed with, he is kinda quiet and nice when he is sober, but give him a few tins of redstripe and he transforms into some sort of story machine. There are so many stories about street Daves nights out, ask anyone that knows him and they will tell you good one.

One night last week he saw a dude taking photos of his girlfriend with her layed on some grass, and Dave ran over, poured some beer on them, shouting "thats what you get for taking myspace photos at twenty three hundred hours". (the time was about half twelve!), he then poured a can of beer on a passed out drunk, shouting something about him being "an attention seeker, heres some attention!" then with the same empty can of beer he proceeded to try to put it into a girls cleavage asking her if it was a bin.

You cant write that stuff. There are a million better stories than that but you'll have to just find them out for yourself.

Street Dave gets 10 on 10 and were glad he is back.

Getting robbed


Getting robbed is dog-egg. What gives asbo cunts the right to help themselves to other peoples shit? Cheeky bastards came into our house whilst we was watching a film about smoking mad weed and saying "yo" before and after every sentence (the film is called "The Wackiness") what would you do if you saw someone trying to leave your house with your computer, i-pod and favorite bottle of ck1...for men?

CUNTS!

Getting robbed gets -10 on 10.