watch us wreck the mike

Original ID   : 5401
Created On    : 2005-11-21
Last Modified : 2005-11-22

1994 was not a particularly good year for Mike Swinburn. During the months that PJ & Duncan topped the charts, he lived in fear of the sudden cry of “LET’S GET READY TO RUMBLLLLLLLE” resonating throughout the playground, followed by a chant of “watch us wreck the Mike, watch us wreck the Mike, watch us wreck the Mike - psyche!”

Unfortunately for Mike, “psyche” meant a punch in the stomach. Sorry, Mike.

[anon]

Buster Bloodvessel’s ‘Lip Up Fatty’ was penned as a kind of Fat Pride anthem. So successful was it, that packs of Dr Marten shod rude-boys would hunt the playgrounds for anybody that could be decribed as portly, and encouragingly sing it to them; all the while encircling the chosen lardarse and sticking six toecaps up his bumpiece.

Derek M

That bloody PJ & Duncan song was the bane of my life for a few weeks in year 8. One clever classmate (step forward Richard Chambers) changed it to involve my surname. I had a friend called Robert. Ha ha, I was gay. Here comes the song:

*Let’s get ready to Whittle

Let’s get ready to Whittle

Watch him bum the Rob

FAG!*

I’m sure Haines’ scrapyard feels blessed by Richard’s working presence.