2 definitions by Nick Cave
Stagger Lee is one bad mother fucker. His legend is eternal along with his presence (even though he was around in the 1930s). He bangs all sorts of gals, resulting in a blinding hatred from his disgruntled wife. She throws him out into the rain and the sleet, leading to him drowning his sorrows in The Bucket Of Blood.
He takes out his frustrations on the bar-tender, putting 4 holes in the cunt's head, simply because he hadn't heard tell of Stagger's exploits. He then forces Billy Dilly to suck him of before blasting a hole in his head with a shot-gun.
Stagger is basically a mad bastard, he fucks shit and people up, feels no remorse and goes home and contemplates what he did over a nice candle-lit dinner of testicles and liver. He has been known to laugh at the corpses of young children and to stab himself in the leg for light entertainment.
He takes out his frustrations on the bar-tender, putting 4 holes in the cunt's head, simply because he hadn't heard tell of Stagger's exploits. He then forces Billy Dilly to suck him of before blasting a hole in his head with a shot-gun.
Stagger is basically a mad bastard, he fucks shit and people up, feels no remorse and goes home and contemplates what he did over a nice candle-lit dinner of testicles and liver. He has been known to laugh at the corpses of young children and to stab himself in the leg for light entertainment.
1) Cardinal: "Here Matt, watch your asshole. It's common knowledge that Stagger Lee will climb over 50 pussies to get to one boy's fat asshole."
2) Stagger Lee: "Don't you know who I am? I'm the bad mother fucker called Stagger Lee"
Bar-tender: "Nah mate, never heard tell of you"
Stagger puts 4 bullets in bar-tender's head.
2) Stagger Lee: "Don't you know who I am? I'm the bad mother fucker called Stagger Lee"
Bar-tender: "Nah mate, never heard tell of you"
Stagger puts 4 bullets in bar-tender's head.
by Nick Cave August 15, 2010
O'Malley's Bar is a place where bad shit goes down. People originally went there when they had a thirst, but after a while it slid into disrepair and all sorts of fiends started swalling there. There was a strange aura about the place, it was a local pub run by O'Malley, his horrible fish-faced wife and his duaghter Siobhan. Siobhan could pull a sweet wee pint, but still got grief off all of the dicks and scumbags that descended on O'Malley's. You know the type, the kind of guy who pays a whore to let him walrus, scissor and Birmignham booty call her.
Anyways, O'Malley's got pretty vicious one night. Some guy came in and basically shot the shit out of everyone in it. All the locals - Mr. Brookes, Richardson, O'Malley's family and many more - were blasted to hell by some absolute headcase. He even had an erection when the cops found him. O'Malley's got shut down soon after and the murderer served 60 hours of community service and is currently taking anger management classes.
Anyways, O'Malley's got pretty vicious one night. Some guy came in and basically shot the shit out of everyone in it. All the locals - Mr. Brookes, Richardson, O'Malley's family and many more - were blasted to hell by some absolute headcase. He even had an erection when the cops found him. O'Malley's got shut down soon after and the murderer served 60 hours of community service and is currently taking anger management classes.
Cardinal: Fatt Catt, you wanna go to O'Malley's Bar tonight?
Fatt Catt: Did you not hear about the shit that went down in their last night? Jerry Bellows got slammed with an ash-tray the size of a really big fuckin' brick. All sorts of boyos got wrecked.
Cardinal: Lucky we went to club trax in our fat man pants, eh?
Fatt Catt: Did you not hear about the shit that went down in their last night? Jerry Bellows got slammed with an ash-tray the size of a really big fuckin' brick. All sorts of boyos got wrecked.
Cardinal: Lucky we went to club trax in our fat man pants, eh?
by Nick Cave August 16, 2010