LJK

a big hello and hope to see you attending out night next saturday @ barfly.

peace for now liam.

oh lmao hahahaha
no i dont know him
i was just on a lil mission to make new friends :P hahahaha

how crazy hey

:P

xxx

i knew i remembered you!!!!!!
but im not sure where from though.
you just seem familiar.
but your pictures dont give much away :P

xxx

hey heyyyyyyyy
thanks for the add =]

how ya diddlin?

xxx

no mate went all tits up with that and we have had to completely change everything, well apart from the venue. had to change the date to mid october aswell as the name and logo and everythin.

i am indeed mate i need to after not going to global gathering. saving up now for sensation in amsterdam next year! u wanna come?

sup ljk you poppin off to creamfileds at the weekend matey?

You'll Be a Man, My Son
If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

word up

I dont even think i can tell you mate it would upset you far to much. i will just show you the vids i have got as its the only way to even imagen how good it was. Holland rocks!