A favourite activity of the moronic majority, this involves being shunted like cattle into a converted warehouse... sadly not to be slaughtered, but to wear ridiculous trendy clothes, listen to crap eardrum-shattering music, try to pick up brainless members of the opposite sex, and generally stand around aimlessly in a desperate but pointless attempt to show how cool you are.
by Alianne August 30, 2003
"I tried to sell my So Solid Crew, More Fire Crew and Big Brovas albums at a garage sale for 50p, but no-one would buy them so I had to throw them in free with a box of out of date Maltesers."
by Alianne September 13, 2003
by Alianne September 13, 2003
When you are hooked up to the soul-destroying electronic mainframe that encompasses the world and subliminally instructed to consume as much capitalist produce as possible before you take your last breath.
by Alianne September 07, 2003