Gliding thru the internet today i stumbled upon a news story.

as well all know, well reknowned dickhead middle of the rock parent rock troupe, U2, sued an ex stylist because she kept a fucking hat of bono's, this all being just before Live 8 where the egotistical pricks and bob geldof gave us all a good talking down to, blah blah blah, save the world but listen to keane at the same time!!!! and then they go and do this, sue a stylist over a hat, and win. then today i read they're making the poor bastard pay all of their fucking legal bills over the case.

i dont know why its riled me but it just has, i dont know enough about bono's adventures into trying to becoem some saint like prick because he's so inadequate he just fucking HAS to be remembered for being such a terribly nice bloke rather than being remembered for him and his band of fucking reverb happy multi million dollar earning band mates.

i can just imagine the smug prick sitting there though in his house surrounded by solid gold walls and cocaine everywhere smiling the only way a smug fucking git can do, thinking 'ahhh not only do i have me hat so i do but ive got a bit of extra dosh to lash on some new leather pants and delay pedals for the edge'

you're the fucking one who sued the poor designer bastard you fucking smug tosser, you pay the fucking bills if you wanted to go to so much trouble over a fucking hat, dickhead.

this prick just gets on my fucking tits, an uppity little bastard with a large sense of self worth, too big for his fucking 500 dollar cowboy boots arsehead. were people that stupid in the 80's that they actually made stars of these pricks? urrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggh.

they were fucking shit at live aid too, ooh he pulled a girl out of the audience and hugged her it was so iconic!! so fucking what. all a ploy, they needed a 'stunt' cos theyr ealised they'd have to go back to working in kiwk save if they didnt pull this one out of the bag.

U2, you are tits.