Me thinks it is time for a new wurry funney picspam :wacky:

 

:awesome:

 

Stolen from the Berryman-picspam:

 

 

"Chilling with your friends, watching porn and drinking beer is way better than doing your homework, YO"

 

 

Interviewer: So uhh, Mr. Berryman, we heard that you wanted to start a new band with just... yourself? :stunned:

Guy: Yeah you know, I'm so awesome and amazing and hawt I just cloned myself 3 times to overthrow my old band, Coldplay, because now, without me, they're lame and less hotter, mwahAHAHAHAHAH.

Clone 1: Wait, no one's hotter than me!

Clone 2: What? That's not true! I'm the hottest Guy on earth!

Clone 3: Come one guys, let's kill our creator! :dance:

Guy: Ahaha yeah, they also got my sense of humour! :sweatdrop:

 

 

Guy (to interviewer): ... and that's how we made our new record.

Will: Guy, we've got a new mission. Let's go back to the Matrix :cool2:

 

 

Jonny: Chris I love you! :cheesy:

Chris: Yeah very funny Jonny... besides, that room makes me nervous :uhoh:

Will: Okay nobody pays attention to me *puts chewing gum on Chris' back* :evilgrin:

Guy: Will for hotness sake, put your dirty foot away from my pretty face! :snobby:

 

 

... AND THE AWARD FOR THE CUTEST GUY ON EARTH GOES TO.... GUY BERRYMAN FROM COLDPLAY!!...

 

Guy: What me? Oh my word, Chris, Jonny, Will, did you hear that? Oh my gosh I can't believe it!

Coldplay: Not again :shame: As if he didn't know that :dozey:

 

 

Will: I REALLY like your face my pretty interviewer :wideeyed:

Interviewer: Uhh well, thank you... :uhoh:

Chris: Hey Will, please stop creeping him out!

Guy (thinking): What! Will you bastard, I thought you loved me! :bigcry:

Jonny: Ooops I hope nobody noticed that I've farted :cheesy:

 

 

 

Man: OH why hello there pretty boy! :charming:

Guy: I feel so very uncomfortable :confused:

 

 

Guy: Oh I KNEW this would happen! We've got shitloads of money, our own jet, but NO, Chris wanted to take the freaking bus, which is late for like, 3 hours! :angry:

Chris: Yeah well hey, sorry, but the chance of meeting pretty fangirls in a public transport is way higher than on the airport :awesome:

Jonny: Oh I don't mind sitting 3 hours so close to Chris :wink3:

Will: ... If the bus doesn't come in the next 3 minutes, I will chop off your head Chris :blank:

 

 

Guy: What more do you want from me? I'm sitting on a red varnished couch, wearing a tight black leather jacket, my stubble is perfect and my hair is impeccable! :shame:

Chris: They don't want anything FROM you, they want YOU :P

 

 

Will: Hey Guy, do you really think we should use the handcuffs next time? :thinking:

Guy: Eeehehehe Will, erm, you know that we're on an interview, right? :sweatdrop:

Me thinks it is time for a new wurry funney picspam :wacky:

 

:awesome:

 

Stolen from the Berryman-picspam:

 

 

"Chilling with your friends, watching porn and drinking beer is way better than doing your homework, YO"

 

 

Interviewer: So uhh, Mr. Berryman, we heard that you wanted to start a new band with just... yourself? :stunned:

Guy: Yeah you know, I'm so awesome and amazing and hawt I just cloned myself 3 times to overthrow my old band, Coldplay, because now, without me, they're lame and less hotter, mwahAHAHAHAHAH.

Clone 1: Wait, no one's hotter than me!

Clone 2: What? That's not true! I'm the hottest Guy on earth!

Clone 3: Come one guys, let's kill our creator! :dance:

Guy: Ahaha yeah, they also got my sense of humour! :sweatdrop:

 

 

Guy (to interviewer): ... and that's how we made our new record.

Will: Guy, we've got a new mission. Let's go back to the Matrix :cool2:

 

 

Jonny: Chris I love you! :cheesy:

Chris: Yeah very funny Jonny... besides, that room makes me nervous :uhoh:

Will: Okay nobody pays attention to me *puts chewing gum on Chris' back* :evilgrin:

Guy: Will for hotness sake, put your dirty foot away from my pretty face! :snobby:

 

 

... AND THE AWARD FOR THE CUTEST GUY ON EARTH GOES TO.... GUY BERRYMAN FROM COLDPLAY!!...

 

Guy: What me? Oh my word, Chris, Jonny, Will, did you hear that? Oh my gosh I can't believe it!

Coldplay: Not again :shame: As if he didn't know that :dozey:

 

 

Will: I REALLY like your face my pretty interviewer :wideeyed:

Interviewer: Uhh well, thank you... :uhoh:

Chris: Hey Will, please stop creeping him out!

Guy (thinking): What! Will you bastard, I thought you loved me! :bigcry:

Jonny: Ooops I hope nobody noticed that I've farted :cheesy:

 

 

 

Man: OH why hello there pretty boy! :charming:

Guy: I feel so very uncomfortable :confused:

 

 

Guy: Oh I KNEW this would happen! We've got shitloads of money, our own jet, but NO, Chris wanted to take the freaking bus, which is late for like, 3 hours! :angry:

Chris: Yeah well hey, sorry, but the chance of meeting pretty fangirls in a public transport is way higher than on the airport :awesome:

Jonny: Oh I don't mind sitting 3 hours so close to Chris :wink3:

Will: ... If the bus doesn't come in the next 3 minutes, I will chop off your head Chris :blank:

 

 

Guy: What more do you want from me? I'm sitting on a red varnished couch, wearing a tight black leather jacket, my stubble is perfect and my hair is impeccable! :shame:

Chris: They don't want anything FROM you, they want YOU :P

 

 

Will: Hey Guy, do you really think we should use the handcuffs next time? :thinking:

Guy: Eeehehehe Will, erm, you know that we're on an interview, right? :sweatdrop:

 

OH MY GOD. All this made my day. Very very funny. Youre a genious :D

^ Thank you very much! :D

 

Will: I REALLY like your face my pretty interviewer :wideeyed:

Interviewer: Uhh well, thank you... :uhoh:

Chris: Hey Will, please stop creeping him out!

Guy (thinking): What! Will you bastard, I thought you loved me! :bigcry:

Jonny: Ooops I hope nobody noticed that I've farted :cheesy:

 

:lol:

 

 

Man: OH why hello there pretty boy! :charming:

Guy: I feel so very uncomfortable :confused:

 

 

oh GAWD! i'm crying!! :laugh3:

:lol:

Oh my that's BRILLIANT!!! :laugh3:

 

oh GAWD! i'm crying!! :laugh3:

Thank you!! :lol: But that rather obese man to his left made me think of all these horrible internet dates where you end up with an 45 old male or something xD

^ creepy indeed. But...good for Guy it was not a girl; she would've jumped on him before he'd had time to say anything. :lol:

 

Will: I can play the vuvuzela.

Jonny and Guy: Oh dear, please, please, please don't. :uhoh:

Chris: :wideeyed: OMG! Guys we should all swap our guitars for vuvuzelas for the new album! :idea2:

 

 

(Sorry for the small pic, it was either that or REALLY big. You can see a better image here :sweatdrop:)

:laugh3::laugh3:Will would be the one to vuvuzela!!

:wink3:

 

:laugh3:I love the Guy one and the Jonny one!!!

hahahaha the vuvuzela :vuvuzela:

Thalia, those were awesome! :lol: Especially Will as the creeper as always in picture 6. :P

Jonny: "Stop staring! He's mine, bitch!"

Chris: "Uuuh..."

Awkward ambiance.

:lol:

 

OMG that's actually perfect!!!!! :lol::lol:

 

 

 

Man: OH why hello there pretty boy! :charming:

Guy: I feel so very uncomfortable :confused:

 

 

LMFAO :laugh3::laugh3::laugh3: *dies*

hahahaha the vuvuzela :vuvuzela:

 

have you heard the the Vuvuzela song ? :rolleyes:

 

Jonny: "Stop staring! He's mine, bitch!"

Chris: "Uuuh..."

Awkward ambiance.

 

HAHAHAH :laugh3:

 

he's my bitch :charming:

OMG that's actually perfect!!!!! :lol::lol:

 

 

 

LMFAO :laugh3::laugh3::laugh3: *dies*

 

TROLOLOLO

:laugh3:

Now i want cake :heart::awesome:

I always want cake :snobby:

cake is heaven :mellow:

I haz cake (seriously chocolate cake :dead:)

^ZOMG. I have banana loaf cake. NOM NOM NOM.

:sweatdrop:

 

thats it ! I'm making cake today :awesome:

 

Jimmy: (in old man voice) I'm so proud of my babay boy! He grown up all good and be a famous stahhh!

Chris: (in high-pitched little kid voice) I like french fries and apple sauce! Meeeeeeep!

 

Look at the stars, look how they shine for you, and everything you do, and they were all.... alll.... hmmm.... blue? red? .... no no.... stupid writer's block....

 

If everyoen here would shut the heck up, I'd be able to tell you what song we're trying to play. sheesssh.

 

Look at the stars, look how they shine for you, and everything you do, and they were all.... alll.... hmmm.... blue? red? .... no no.... stupid writer's block....

 

HAhahaha :laugh3:

 

Jimmy: (in old man voice) I'm so proud of my babay boy! He grown up all good and be a famous stahhh!

Chris: (in high-pitched little kid voice) I like french fries and apple sauce! Meeeeeeep!

 

The Meeeeeeeeep made me laugh out loud! :lol: