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When you hear 'Viva La Vida' on the radio today, you get up and start screaming 'Coldplay! Coldplay! Coldplay!' and sang along to it. :)

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on Extras "I've gotta do AIDS and Alzeimers and Land Mines this afternoon and I want to get back from Deal or No Deal. Plus, Gwyneth's making drumsticks." "What are you doing here at a factory in Wigan? It's MENTAL!" "ARE YOU HAVING A LAUGH?!?!" :D

this is the weirdest thread ever, lol what the hell?

that took forever for me to get all the answers right, no homo. haha I dont know how to decode the answers at the end ugh

Thanks! ;)

where's this one from?

Chris: We just didn't want to repeat ourselves at all. Jonny: At all. Chris: At all. :rolleyes:

from the Spin interview here's the link: [ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1MXTpv6kSOU]YouTube - Coldplay - Spin Interview[/ame]

Fan: Hi guys, I'm Jen. Chris: Hi Jen, "Hi Jen", that sounds a bit like hygiene, are you clean? K/B: She smells very nice yes. Fan: Thank you. My favorite thing about you guys is how humble you are. How do you stay grounded? Chris: Because we're brillant. That's how we stay grounded....... I don't wanna be the only one talking , but everyone else's still waking up! Jonny, how do you stay grounded? Jonny: Uhhh... I dunno. Chris: See? It's like getting blood out of a stone at this time in the morning. K/B: Can you tell the difference from place to place in the audience? Is there a certain part of the world that's different than..... here, different than England? Chris: I mean, France is different y'know. [silence, people start laughing] K/B: Because? Chris: Over here they go "Yeah!" over there they go "Oui!" That may can tell. Jonathan Ross: Okay so when you were a young band when you guys first got together... how long have you been together now as a band? Chris: 74 years. Jonathan Ross: So how many copies? It's called X&Y how many? Chris: 46. Jonathan Ross: 46 copies so far and counting. Chris: So far. Jonathan Ross: No. Chris: And five of them got returned to Woolworths. Chris: This is the part of the concert where everyone can just nuzzle back with their girlfriend and eat popcorn. If you haven't got a girlfriend, just eat your popcorn. If you haven't got any popcorn, just eat someone's girlfriend....'s popcorn. Chris: Each of us had very, very strict parents who would lock us in our rooms until we learnt a new chord. Will's parents were particulary harsh. He was not allowed food until he could learn a new Beatles song every day. *Will looks serious* Chris: That's why he's so depressed. Chris: At the same time I was feeling like a bit of a failure Interviewer: How can you be a failure after selling more than 20 million records? Chris: Well y'know alot of people voted for Hilter. Chris: I'm pretty sure that me and Guy would have an equal match (fistfighting) but I would never even approach Will with my hands raised. It's very good to be scared of your drummer, actually.

that'd be a sight to see! hahaha

to dare Chris to do anything, what would you do? I'd dare him to marry me, I'd be his second wife, if he'd say yes, but I'm not even legal..... yet :whip: :laugh3: I'm kidding, but what would you dare him to do?

Y'know usually, when it's either Chris, Jonny, Guy, or Will's birthday, everytime when their birthday comes, I just have to put Happy Birthday Chris, Jonny, Guy, Will on top of my homework My teacher thinks I'm crazy.

Chris: My little brother doesn't really like coldplay, he's into heavier stuff Interviewer: Like metal? Chris: No, fatter singers. Interviewer: Congratulations you won an award for best direction. Chris: What's best erection? Chris: If you get a permanent marker and you draw six squares on your tummy, it gives you an abdomen. From a distance, the girls will be impressed, letme tell you that from experience. Interviewer: We're at a secret location, we can't say where we are. Chris: Really? Interviewer: Yes, because then hundreds of thousands fans would come barging into the hotel room, so Chris: So they would come barging into the room 1109 the Seraton Chicago? Chris: We've got the greatest job in the world. Except for Shakira's dancers. That's gotta be a great place to be, behind Shakira. Chris: (referring to Yellow) In an alternative universe this song would be called Playboy. Interviewer: The show last night was fantasic. It really was unbelievable. Can we please talk about your balls.... not yours at the concert, you know what I mean, they were beautiful. Chris: Can you say that as a whole sentence? Interviewer: Okay, your balls are beautiful. Chris: Ohhhhh!

lmao, now that would be a dream I would like to have... imaging Chris naked :whip: this made me smile :)

This was not the only dream I dreamt about Coldplay, I've had multiple :rolleyes: Sorry if I didnt make any sense.

My dream last night Wow, so I woke up with the same dream that I've dreamt before and it was so bad that I literally emphasis on the litterally woke up crying. It's related to Coldplay, but only like until the end of the dream lol, it's a long long story, I wrote the whole thing to make it more understanding So this is my dream, I dont remember it very much and if it doesnt make any sense, I understand :rolleyes: So I was renting a rich house with a nice family but a snobby mother, so I got along with the butler and the children really really well, they had a boy and a girl, I'm guessing the boy was like 10 and the girl was like 5, so anyways yada yada yada yada I dont remember what happened after that, at the end, I decided to y'know relax... so they had like asitting room with nice fluffy pillows and everything, I sat on the couch, next to it was a pile of magazines... the butler had to be there with me to "watch" me, just in case the snobby mother must think I'm a robber or something so anyways, I grabbed one magazine and finished it and grabbed another one and so on, until there was one more magazine left for me to read, I read it until I got closer to the end, and to my suprise, I see Chris Martin's beautiful face on one page, then the next page was like a whole article about Coldplay, there was like 4 pages about Coldplay, and I was sitting there literally fascinated and my heart was pounding [over a picture on a magazine, lame I know] I wanted to like rip the pages out so bad and keep it for myself, but I knew I couldn't cause the mother will kill me, the butler asked if I was done with it and I said Yes :( and he said Okay and walked away... so then a while later I couldn't take it, I went up to the butler and asked "Where is the magazine?!" he replied, "I don't know what you're talking about" "Yes you do! The magazine I was reading earlier today with the blue cover, Coldplay" "Ohhhhhh... it's in the trash" "The............ trash?! How can you possibly put it in the trash?! ARGHHHHHH" *stomps out of the house and into the garage* *finds the magazine in the trash, hugs it ever so tightly, twiddles off to sleep with the magazine :P" The next day...... Yada yada yada yada , don't remember this part It was nearly dinner time and then the mother was mad at me for some reason, I don't know and I couldn't talk to the children cause the mother told them not to and blahblahblah whatever, so then I decided to like tiptoe and peek what they're saying, the children saw me and giggled, and of course the mother told me to LEEEEEEEAAAAVVVVEEEEE! I was sitting at the sitting room, bored, all alone...... I heard the children saying "May I be excused?" "Sure you can, but if I see you talking to that woman, you're grounded!" "Yes mom!" They went around the sitting room from the dining room and they said Hiiiiiiii really really quiet and I waved and then we started whispering some more [i don't even remember what our conversation was about] then the mother gets up with no clue and went to the sitting room and saw the three of us having a nice enjoyable whispering chat, then the girl saw her mother with a really angry face and said to the boy "Riley..... how could you?!" So yeah, I'm the one taking the blame. Thanks. The mother was there bitching at me and whatever and she kicked me out of the house, and I was devasted and bawling my eyes out outside, the butler came out saying "Do you need anything? I'm sorry" and I said "Yes, would you please go grab me my magazine please" "Yes ma'am" He gave it to me. I hugged it soooo much that it felt more safe with that magazine with me. That's how much Coldplay meant to me. Sooo, that was when I literally woke up crying. THE END :) P.S. I've had the same dream like this before but it didnt involve Coldplay.

Yeah, when you read this and you start rapping The Nappies or whenever you hear the word "nappies" I'm Your Baby's Daddy starts replaying in my head over and over again.

and this srsly happened today when my dad is washing a bunch of strawberries under the sink, I immediately start singing "cold cold water what yaa say? when it's such, it's such a perfect day" :D

-when your parents refer Chris Martin as your 'boyfriend' -when you're at a amusement park and a little boy was singing 'Viva La Vida' very badly on karaoke, you scream, dance, and sing along to the music ^^ true story, happened two days ago :D

When you absolutely know that the hardest part is letting go not taking part (:

haha, they're actually really easy to find, you can find them in any sports footwear, really

when you have the exact same Adidas shoes that Chris always wears, you are proud to be walking around in public in male shoes (:

When you've heard Coldplay, there is nothing else that is good music