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Our encounter of terrorist action. After a sucessful evening recording in sams garage, we were ready for leaving our 10' by 10' cell for the comfort of east-enders when upon trying to open the door *ghasp,, dum dum durrr* it had been locked from the outside. Had it not been for rob's trusty mobile we may have resorted to eating Sam to survive. Luckly Ben was round as quick as a flash (after Neighbours anyway) to save us from the perril which has befallen us. Just one electrical spark and we could of burnt alive by the flames of our own instruments. (ghasp wouldn't that be bad) But on a lighter note we did get 2 and a half songs recorded. After the CIA and FBI had finished their investigations it came apparent that Sam's mum had locked us in as she left, after 2 weeks in solitary confienment, she was released as some forensic evidence proved it was accidental. Well after all this the no-skool survive to play another day. Bollocks.... |