What just happend here: Jedibobber in the lead. The girls second and third, the hardcore dudes last. There can only be 1 explanation, the freakshow soccer matches: Germany lost, France probably out of the world cup, Portugal a draw. Don’t even get me started about 2 draws England.
So the real soccer boys are last and the noobs that just don’t know shit about soccer are in the lead.
After 2 days of world cup soccer matches the Rudedude is still in the lead with 3 points. Lothar Matthaus is closing in with 2 points. Jedibobber, Roger Mila and Willem van Hanegem are lagging behind with 1 point.
Originally Jamaican slang from the 1960’s, the word “Rudeboy” has seem to taken on a life of it’s own in the streets of London and other poor areas of the UK/NYC. A Rudeboy can be anyone from a typical street thug who snatches chains, to the top dog gangster who runs the streets.(Although as of the past 7 or 8 years the word can be used to describe kids who wear caps or hoodies and drive around in cars smoking weed). This slang word was at it’s peak during the 90’s and is still used throughout the UK although due to the U.S’ evergrowing influence on the UK, other words are used just as much, if not more…such as “G”(G for Gangter). Rudeboy is mostly heard in these Genres…Garage/Grime, Ragga/Dancehall, Jungle/Drum and Bass, And as of recently Hip hop/Rap.
“I heard you gotta a problem with me? Rude boy listen Why you tryin make enemies? Rude boy listen Go and get your street family Rude boy listen Ill be waiting patiently Rude boy listen” - Dizzee Rascal “wot u on”
We were more ready than we’ve ever been. All thing we needed were packed. It was going to be tough, going into the wilderness. It was cold, very cold. Snow everywhere. At the last moment Jedibobber called in. He was comming down whit some shit. So it was up to us. We met up in this rather small village. The kind in wich time stood still. You could see the people still rinding hores. From there on it was a rather predictable journey, we thought. Did we know that we’would take a wrong turn. We arrived at this bar in the middle of nowhere. They talked some kind of strange dialect. We asked directions as best as we could. A man and in a carriage stopped and asked where we where going. We explained that we where heading to Hardenberg, a well known hole in the ground. He was kind enough to take us there. Once we arrived we saw this marvouls building, the roof covered with booklet gold. Diamonds lining the doors. We had to pay a lot of money to get in. We had the best seats in the house.The service was outstanding. Beautiful women tended to all our needs. So we were ready, more ready than we’ve ever been. We kindly asked our waitress to start the movie. But just before that they handed us a pair of hand mande 3D glasses. Probably mande by the best optician in the whole kingdom.
The moment we waited for arrived. The first images burned into our retina. Well over 2 hours we watched in awe. The special effects were amazing. It was being on Pandora. We could talk with the Na’vi ourself. Run among the forrest and floating mountains. At night Pandora really comes allive. The plants are emitting light, and sounds filled the sky. We wanted to be Na’vi. But all good things must come to an end. We often beg to differ abouta movie we just saw. But over this one we agreed, there were nog bad words spoken among us.
The yourney back went very smooth. The local militia escorted us to the train Station. The train arrived on time but it first had to take in water. 10 minutes later it departed with a loud whistle. Form there on it was straight forward home.