Tuesday, 6 January 2009

Wiping out the competition


Date: Mon, 5 Jan 2009 11:22:10 +0000
From: Julian Meteor
To: gerrie.****@googlemail.com
Subject: Re: Drummer


Hi Gerry,

I see you are looking to join a band AS A DRUMMER, on MY patch.

May I suggest you HANG back until I have found one. I have CLEARLY been looking for longer and YOU can't just come in and spoil the party.

That is NOT how the music industry works. You will give yourself a VERY bad name.

Let me know; either way,

Julian



Date: Date: Mon, 5 Jan 2009 12:38:35 +0000
From: gerrie.****@googlemail.com
To: julianmeteor2@hotmail.co.uk
Subject: Re: Drummer


dont just go around telling people you dont no what to do theres plenty of bands in london looking for drummers do why dont you open your eyes and fuking look instead of pointing the finger around


Date: Date: Mon, 5 Jan 2009 13:22:10 +0000
From: Julian Meteor
To: gerrie.****@googlemail.com
Subject: Re: Drummer

WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM WITH ME?

Look, I'm just trying to earn an HONEST living.

People like you are the REASON we're in a credit crunch.

Disgusting attitude.


Julian


Date: Date: Mon, 5 Jan 2009 13:43:58 +0000
From: gerrie.****@googlemail.com
To: julianmeteor2@hotmail.co.uk
Subject: Re: Drummer



WAHT THE FUCK ARE YOU ON ABOUT YOU DICK IM LOOKING FOR A BAND NOT TO TAKE PPLS JOBS AWAY. WAT A PRICK MATE.


Date: Date: Mon, 5 Jan 2009 15:30:51 +0000
From: Julian Meteor
To: gerrie.****@googlemail.com
Subject: Re: Drummer

WTF??????

M.A.N.N.E.R.S. mate!!!!!! lol

Look, I do NOT know why you are BEING like this, but it's NOT acceptable, ok?

I BET you love owls.

Julian


Date: Tue, 23 Dec 2008 16:02:11 +0000
From: gerrie.****@googlemail.com
To: julianmeteor2@hotmail.co.uk
Subject: Re: Drummer



LOOK PRICK IM NOT A FUKING FOOL STOP TRYING TO ACT LIKE YOUR SOME BIG MAN WHO KNOWS PPL IN THE INDUSTRY BECAUSE YOU WOULD BE SOMEWERE ALREDY NOT LOOKING ON GUMTREE FOR A BAND YOU TWAT

IF YOUR SUCH A BIG MAN THEN YOU WOULD MEET ME AND TRY GET COCKY TO MY FACE DICK HEAD.


Date: Date: Mon, 5 Jan 2009 17:02:22 +0000
From: Julian Meteor
To: gerrie.****@googlemail.com
Subject: Re: Drummer


Now LOOK here Gary,

JUST WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE USING CAPITALS AT ME?

Fuck me, if you so even as come NEAR me I'll knock your block off you big gay.

FOR THE RECORD - I am NOT going to put my cock in your face so you can stop dreaming about that NOW ROFL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Date: Date: Mon, 5 Jan 2009 17:11:50 +0000
From: gerrie.****@googlemail.com
To: julianmeteor2@hotmail.co.uk
Subject: Re: Drummer

O REALY WELL FUKING TELL ME WERE AND WEN TO MEET YOU U FUKING BENDER AND ILL SMASH THE SHIT OUT OF YOU U STUPID DICK FACE GOOD LUCK WITH THE WHOLE FINDING A BAND PPL DNT TEND TO TAKE ON LIL COCK SUCKERS LMAO GET A LIFE YOUR NOT GOING ANYWERE PUSSY.


From: julianmeteor2@hotmail.co.uk
To: gerrie.****@googlemail.com
Subject: RE: Drummer
Date: Date: Mon, 5 Jan 2009 17:36:01 +0000

I have JUST had a date cancelled so I can meet you TONIGHT. I am in NW London but CAN travel (VWE etc).

Let me know (either way) where (the FUCK) to meet you. Let's say 9pm.

You are GOING down.

***FYI readers, I FINISHED him with a well-known move)***

3 comments:

The Drunken Monkey said...

Yo JM, you big badgerlovin' party animal, you. Happy 2009 'n that.

Just before the Christmas break, I was rushing around trying to get some shopping done For Christmas.
I was stressed out and a little irate. It was dark, cold, and wet in the car park as I was loading my car up with gifts that I felt obligated to buy.
I noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need later. So mumbling under my breath, I retraced my steps to the shopping centre entrance. As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt,
I heard a quiet sobbing. The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy of about 12 years old.
He was short and thin. He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged old football shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill. Oddly enough, he was holding a fifty pound note in his hand. Thinking that he had got lost from his parents, I asked him what was wrong. He told me his sad story.
He said that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and four sisters and Christmas was imminent.
His father had died when he was nine years old. His mother was poorly educated and worked two full time jobs.
She made very little to support her large family. Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save one hundred pounds to buy her children Christmas presents. The young boy had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her
Second job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his Siblings and save just enough to take the bus home.
He had not even entered the shopping centre, when an older boy grabbed one of the fifty pound notes and disappeared into the night.
"Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.
The boy said, "I did."
"And nobody came to help you?" I wondered.
The boy stared at the pavement and sadly shook his head.
"How loud did you scream?" I inquired.
The soft-spoken boy looked up, tears in his eyes and meekly whispered,
"Help me!"
I realised that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry for help.
So I grabbed his other fifty pound note and legged it back to my car.
Result or what !

Julian Meteor said...

HEARTLESS

What football shirt was he wearing?

Scaryduck said...

Exeter City, LOL