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5 Nov 2007, 22:41
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Journals
you know i wouldn't be making a journal unless it was of the utmost quality. it is in this vein that I was tidying up my desktop having seen a recent influx on loldesktop journals, and came accross some funny ventrilo recordings mashed, twinz and I did ages back.
thus i present to you the next Conor Obersts:
Ok first up we didn't really have any idea for what to do with our shiny ventrilo record button, and so naturally set about annoying twinz in the hope of getting some funny quotes- (ignore the vent beeps)
Don't worry, it gets better. Mashed then decided he didn't like twinz hogging the limelight, and remembered his life-long dream of becoming the next Eminem. Of course twinz got jelous at the end. Que MashedHop (c) with a really dodgy backing, or should that be skipping track?-
Suddenly twinz got all gushy and soppy, and begged us to let him sing a love song. Buoyed by the opportunity to leave Detroit behind and explore the Dutchman's vocal "abilities", we quickly and happily agreed. Little did we know just how painful the chorus would be-
By now it was damage limitation time. Our ears had taken quite a beating, and we had shed many a tear in merriment. However, Mashed wasn't quite out of the game, and implored us to let him do a Ricky Martin rendition. Twinz, upon hearing this idea sounded positively scared, but I saw the chance to record something special, and he duly 'delivered' :o)-
Ah, ventrilo. How I miss your sweet givings of joy..
thus i present to you the next Conor Obersts:
Ok first up we didn't really have any idea for what to do with our shiny ventrilo record button, and so naturally set about annoying twinz in the hope of getting some funny quotes- (ignore the vent beeps)
Don't worry, it gets better. Mashed then decided he didn't like twinz hogging the limelight, and remembered his life-long dream of becoming the next Eminem. Of course twinz got jelous at the end. Que MashedHop (c) with a really dodgy backing, or should that be skipping track?-
Suddenly twinz got all gushy and soppy, and begged us to let him sing a love song. Buoyed by the opportunity to leave Detroit behind and explore the Dutchman's vocal "abilities", we quickly and happily agreed. Little did we know just how painful the chorus would be-
By now it was damage limitation time. Our ears had taken quite a beating, and we had shed many a tear in merriment. However, Mashed wasn't quite out of the game, and implored us to let him do a Ricky Martin rendition. Twinz, upon hearing this idea sounded positively scared, but I saw the chance to record something special, and he duly 'delivered' :o)-
Ah, ventrilo. How I miss your sweet givings of joy..
"OH NO MY AMMOS!!" in a 6o6, funny stuff, good guy. wp foonr.
edit: MASHED IS GOOD LOL