I guess I'd be an immoral sociopath who'd continue to lead the gang.
Unless you're asking what I, as in the my current self, would do if I woke up suddenly as the leader of this gang.
In which case I'd go to the police and say >these three british weirdos dressed like gay versions of Buster Keaton keep following me around and drinking milk
I still don't understand the circumstances of how their gang formed or what their relation was to eachother. Does the book explain it better? Did they claim to be a mens club or something as a front and then psychopaths in the know sought them out? Where tf did they get their money from? Burglaries? Am i reading into it to much and the whole thing is just meant to represent some societal ill?
It's just 3 morons who go around doing crimes. Their outfits aren't even matching, like the main guy just asked them to find something white from their closet and he stole 3 hats from a store. It's an edgy LARP that went out of control.
The story isn't about gangs, it's about dipshit teenagers who try to start their own sub-culture with their small group of friends thinking they'll be the next big movement. It's about teenager hooligans who glorify violence. It's about the insane UK government that does moronic shit. The book is just another take on 1984 focusing more on how the kids will become more moronic, and the book was right, it predicted the punk movement and how every moronic british teenager will want to start his own gang.
We was sittin' there watchin' the stage. Waitin' for the man they called Coltrane to come out and do his thing. It was me and my four droogs. Them bein' Peter, Georgio and Dim; Dim being really Dim.
'Round an hour'd passed and the place was packed straight through to the back. I'd just dropped some dollars for 'Trane's Giant Steps six months back. Now was the time, this was the place. The Village Vanguard. New York City. 1961.
I was only there for the first night, see, but them cats at Impulse! just made my life complete. They put out four CDs of all that sound 'Trane put out those nights. But you know my type, man. Can't afford to eat, let alone spend some heavy cash on music. So I only got the essential. Live at the Village Vanguard: The Master Takes is one disc, makin' it one-fourth the cost of the box set. And you only get the best stuff.
Man, the opening beauty of "Spiritual..." It's like a dream I had: I floated on the River Nile, smokin' some fresh weed, relaxin'. But I ain't ever gonna see the Nile anyhow. This track's as close as I come, and it's close enough. Best of the best, though, has gotta be "India." It's only when you listen to a perfect old jazz tune like this that you realize how much drum-n-bass is derived from this music. 'Trane takes it to heaven and back with some style, man. Some richness, daddy. It's a sad thing his life was cut short by them jaws o' death.
Shit, cat. It don't make a difference. The man produced enough good music to last me a lifetime. This Village Vanguard thing's just another example of the genius of Coltrane.
I would be the good gang that beats up all the bad gangs and is courteous to the ladies but I would be morally tortured inside brcause of my dark side where I get angrey when you hurt those that I care about and I teleport behind you and the last thing you ever hear "you are already dead b***h"
I tried reading this book and then stopped after 5 minutes into the first two pages. I'm not reading a book with over half the words being pure nonsense. British nonsense at the very least, its written to not be read by anyone who actually values their own time. Not watching the movie either, I get it they beat people up and are not good people.
Maybe get the American version with the glossary- the British audiences were trusted enough to be smart enough to work it out themselves but they knew this shit wouldn't fly in America. Most of the nadsat words are Russian derived like horrorshow
It does help alot. Cup doesn't take whole impact on straight crotch shot but lessens pain like half. Also no one can grab you by balls and it protects small strikes which you might get when wrestling with opponent. Would still wear it under clothes though.
Get a contract with BlackRock, throwing disabled old ladies out of their homes and repossessing everything for the greater good of Corprotocracy as long as it pays a lot of money and you get a chance for a bit of the old ultra violence on a daily basis....
have a pair of twins that are total shits and make my life hell,go bowling on Wednsday nights. Try to find all my CD's on Vinyl, go on Reddit and Troll AITAH, with made up relationship issues about people I only know from TV.
Try to get more fiber in my diet and make sure the boys in the gang have a good health care plan and a 401k.
I guess I'd be an immoral sociopath who'd continue to lead the gang.
Unless you're asking what I, as in the my current self, would do if I woke up suddenly as the leader of this gang.
In which case I'd go to the police and say
>these three british weirdos dressed like gay versions of Buster Keaton keep following me around and drinking milk
get stoned on milk
sconed
Keep sipping my moloko plus while getting ready for a bit of the ol' ultravoilence
full-time HOOLIGAN
Jay walk
Steal candy bars
Absolutely diabolical.
Some men just want to watch the world burn.
we would get as fricked up as possible on mega milk and beat the shit out of people with cane swords what the frick question is this
Drink more milk
I still don't understand the circumstances of how their gang formed or what their relation was to eachother. Does the book explain it better? Did they claim to be a mens club or something as a front and then psychopaths in the know sought them out? Where tf did they get their money from? Burglaries? Am i reading into it to much and the whole thing is just meant to represent some societal ill?
FINISH YOUR BOOK, GEORGE
>gangs have to be related
how low is your iq?
It's just 3 morons who go around doing crimes. Their outfits aren't even matching, like the main guy just asked them to find something white from their closet and he stole 3 hats from a store. It's an edgy LARP that went out of control.
The story isn't about gangs, it's about dipshit teenagers who try to start their own sub-culture with their small group of friends thinking they'll be the next big movement. It's about teenager hooligans who glorify violence. It's about the insane UK government that does moronic shit. The book is just another take on 1984 focusing more on how the kids will become more moronic, and the book was right, it predicted the punk movement and how every moronic british teenager will want to start his own gang.
Beat up hobos and rape a lot of women. Where's the problem?
We was sittin' there watchin' the stage. Waitin' for the man they called Coltrane to come out and do his thing. It was me and my four droogs. Them bein' Peter, Georgio and Dim; Dim being really Dim.
'Round an hour'd passed and the place was packed straight through to the back. I'd just dropped some dollars for 'Trane's Giant Steps six months back. Now was the time, this was the place. The Village Vanguard. New York City. 1961.
I was only there for the first night, see, but them cats at Impulse! just made my life complete. They put out four CDs of all that sound 'Trane put out those nights. But you know my type, man. Can't afford to eat, let alone spend some heavy cash on music. So I only got the essential. Live at the Village Vanguard: The Master Takes is one disc, makin' it one-fourth the cost of the box set. And you only get the best stuff.
Man, the opening beauty of "Spiritual..." It's like a dream I had: I floated on the River Nile, smokin' some fresh weed, relaxin'. But I ain't ever gonna see the Nile anyhow. This track's as close as I come, and it's close enough. Best of the best, though, has gotta be "India." It's only when you listen to a perfect old jazz tune like this that you realize how much drum-n-bass is derived from this music. 'Trane takes it to heaven and back with some style, man. Some richness, daddy. It's a sad thing his life was cut short by them jaws o' death.
Shit, cat. It don't make a difference. The man produced enough good music to last me a lifetime. This Village Vanguard thing's just another example of the genius of Coltrane.
rape that girl from the beginning.
I would be the good gang that beats up all the bad gangs and is courteous to the ladies but I would be morally tortured inside brcause of my dark side where I get angrey when you hurt those that I care about and I teleport behind you and the last thing you ever hear "you are already dead b***h"
The gang is courteous to the old ladies but only to give them an alibi, in the book at least
I tried reading this book and then stopped after 5 minutes into the first two pages. I'm not reading a book with over half the words being pure nonsense. British nonsense at the very least, its written to not be read by anyone who actually values their own time. Not watching the movie either, I get it they beat people up and are not good people.
Maybe get the American version with the glossary- the British audiences were trusted enough to be smart enough to work it out themselves but they knew this shit wouldn't fly in America. Most of the nadsat words are Russian derived like horrorshow
I would quit the gang because I don't like gangs and don't want to be in one. Not really the leader type either
you gotta keep them boys in check
What's the point of a cup if it doesn't help?
It does help alot. Cup doesn't take whole impact on straight crotch shot but lessens pain like half. Also no one can grab you by balls and it protects small strikes which you might get when wrestling with opponent. Would still wear it under clothes though.
Reminds me hearing the Jackass crew took to wearing cups because of their antics.
beat up some nazis
Probably just do some raping. Very badly, you see.
I'M SINGING IN THE RAIN
Victim of the modern age!
you know you need some moloko plus viagra when some old c**t is dissing your rape skills like that
Deal drugs probably.
hit up girls at record shops and avoid being raped by my school principle.
mess with shia leabouf
Where would I even get a bowler nowadays?
Appy-polly-loggies. Had a pain in me Gulliver.
I had an autistic obsession with this movie when I was younger, no idea why, maybe I'm a homosexual
The novel is my favorite. The Wanting Seed by the same author is also great, but I sadly think we'll never see an adaptation.
listen to classical music at max volume all day every day
Get a contract with BlackRock, throwing disabled old ladies out of their homes and repossessing everything for the greater good of Corprotocracy as long as it pays a lot of money and you get a chance for a bit of the old ultra violence on a daily basis....
have a pair of twins that are total shits and make my life hell,go bowling on Wednsday nights. Try to find all my CD's on Vinyl, go on Reddit and Troll AITAH, with made up relationship issues about people I only know from TV.
Try to get more fiber in my diet and make sure the boys in the gang have a good health care plan and a 401k.