this post gave me whiplash"Fuckin' chhhoooooon! Original hoover tune, showing the Dutch and Belgium. You don't need a bitch (how can't hold a fucking note) wailing on about nobody can stop us, skies filled with morphic colours of a trancendic mind filled with a waterfall running with sensual warm water uniting us all under her unshaven armpit drenching us in stinky b/o of love. Anyway no woman singing and a breakbeat instead of a 4/4 beat makes the UK the place to get yah! rocks off in between 89-93. Capsules at £20 a pop, Top Buzz on the dex with Mad P chanting on about how Top Will make you feel red???? Drop this, rush comes on and on and on liking a fucking Ariston! Pills, thrills and plenty of missed Sunday dinners, with you Mum smuggling you to your bedroom before your Dad see's what remains of his son. On the way gently reassuring her you only had a few lagers, must be that a had a bad pint eh mum? Top daze and fucking sorted nights. Look at the UK now. Fucking ugly thieving leather and shell suit wearing pikey Romanian gypo's trying to sell you a copper ring, its 22c honest! Whilst you couples one mother fucking ugly kid in her arms, saying 'my baby Capoosky he no well, he no good, capoosky no eat for twenty days!' Fuck off! Britain grow a pair kick em all the fuck back over to France, why not every fucker else has invaded the cheese monkeys. Out of Europe. Rant over top upload."