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In the recent tragic events that have been in the news, we have not been paying full attention to other stories and I today learned of tragic news that affects us all.
I have to report the demise of that white-boy funk outfit known as Five.
Let us hang our heads and mourn the loss to the music world of those cheeky chappies that skirted the edges of pop with nice little raps about being "a bad boy 'cos I eat with my fingers".
No more shall we hear from Abs, Joey, Hewy, Dewy and Lewy as they prance about like big girls thinking they were good.
Reports are coming in from all around the globe paying tribute to this mediocre excuse for pre-teen bad-boy "rap" and some are as below:
Geri Halliwell:
"It's a shame, really. Girl Power! No wait,that was last year..er..I do yoga and stuff!"
Westlife:
(crooning on barstools wearing white)
"Oooo Five..baby baby baby..love me...five"
Robbie Williams:
"I'm great. I really am talented, christ I love me"
Public Enemy:
Chuck D "Who the (expletive deleted) are Five? Dumb cracker (expletive deleted), (expletive deleted) can suck my (expletive deleted)
Flava Fav: "And that's what time it is"
So let us wipe a tear from our eye as we remember those who slam-dunked the funk, kept on moving (ahhh-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh), loved rock and roll and wore what looked like SWAT outfits to Smash Hits parties.
And let us try not to giggle at that spoddy one that had his bird nicked by Chris Evans.
Five, we wish you well in all that you do.
And please remember, I asked for fries with that.
Punks.
I have to report the demise of that white-boy funk outfit known as Five.
Let us hang our heads and mourn the loss to the music world of those cheeky chappies that skirted the edges of pop with nice little raps about being "a bad boy 'cos I eat with my fingers".
No more shall we hear from Abs, Joey, Hewy, Dewy and Lewy as they prance about like big girls thinking they were good.
Reports are coming in from all around the globe paying tribute to this mediocre excuse for pre-teen bad-boy "rap" and some are as below:
Geri Halliwell:
"It's a shame, really. Girl Power! No wait,that was last year..er..I do yoga and stuff!"
Westlife:
(crooning on barstools wearing white)
"Oooo Five..baby baby baby..love me...five"
Robbie Williams:
"I'm great. I really am talented, christ I love me"
Public Enemy:
Chuck D "Who the (expletive deleted) are Five? Dumb cracker (expletive deleted), (expletive deleted) can suck my (expletive deleted)
Flava Fav: "And that's what time it is"
So let us wipe a tear from our eye as we remember those who slam-dunked the funk, kept on moving (ahhh-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh), loved rock and roll and wore what looked like SWAT outfits to Smash Hits parties.
And let us try not to giggle at that spoddy one that had his bird nicked by Chris Evans.
Five, we wish you well in all that you do.
And please remember, I asked for fries with that.
Punks.
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This happened weeks ago. Chris Moyles was having a really big feigned mourning day. It was really funny when someone rang up and told him how we all feel. I guess there's only one thing to say really:
"Ooh ooh ohh, another boyband bytes the dust!"
"Ooh ooh ohh, another boyband bytes the dust!"
In the recent tragic events that have been in the news, we have not been paying full attention to other stories and I today learned of tragic news that affects us all.
I have to report the demise of that white-boy funk outfit known as Five.
Let us hang our heads and mourn the loss to the music world of those cheeky chappies that skirted the edges of pop with nice little raps about being "a bad boy 'cos I eat with my fingers".
No more shall we hear from Abs, Joey, Hewy, Dewy and Lewy as they prance about like big girls thinking they were good.
Reports are coming in from all around the globe paying tribute to this mediocre excuse for pre-teen bad-boy "rap" and some are as below:
Geri Halliwell:
"It's a shame, really. Girl Power! No wait,that was last year..er..I do yoga and stuff!"
Westlife:
(crooning on barstools wearing white)
"Oooo Five..baby baby baby..love me...five"
Robbie Williams:
"I'm great. I really am talented, christ I love me"
Public Enemy:
Chuck D "Who the (expletive deleted) are Five? Dumb cracker (expletive deleted), (expletive deleted) can suck my (expletive deleted)
Flava Fav: "And that's what time it is"
So let us wipe a tear from our eye as we remember those who slam-dunked the funk, kept on moving (ahhh-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh), loved rock and roll and wore what looked like SWAT outfits to Smash Hits parties.
And let us try not to giggle at that spoddy one that had his bird nicked by Chris Evans.
Five, we wish you well in all that you do.
And please remember, I asked for fries with that.
Punks.
I have to report the demise of that white-boy funk outfit known as Five.
Let us hang our heads and mourn the loss to the music world of those cheeky chappies that skirted the edges of pop with nice little raps about being "a bad boy 'cos I eat with my fingers".
No more shall we hear from Abs, Joey, Hewy, Dewy and Lewy as they prance about like big girls thinking they were good.
Reports are coming in from all around the globe paying tribute to this mediocre excuse for pre-teen bad-boy "rap" and some are as below:
Geri Halliwell:
"It's a shame, really. Girl Power! No wait,that was last year..er..I do yoga and stuff!"
Westlife:
(crooning on barstools wearing white)
"Oooo Five..baby baby baby..love me...five"
Robbie Williams:
"I'm great. I really am talented, christ I love me"
Public Enemy:
Chuck D "Who the (expletive deleted) are Five? Dumb cracker (expletive deleted), (expletive deleted) can suck my (expletive deleted)
Flava Fav: "And that's what time it is"
So let us wipe a tear from our eye as we remember those who slam-dunked the funk, kept on moving (ahhh-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh), loved rock and roll and wore what looked like SWAT outfits to Smash Hits parties.
And let us try not to giggle at that spoddy one that had his bird nicked by Chris Evans.
Five, we wish you well in all that you do.
And please remember, I asked for fries with that.
Punks.
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