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this is what its all about..... riot in the streets, riot on the phone, riot with some beats, riot on your own.
 
possibly the most influencial oi-punk band belfast has seen since 1904.
born bread and buttered in belfast runnin riot are part of a collective known as marty choad and the choadricksons. Living on a shoestring diet of Buckfast microwavable hamburgers and digestive biscuits the boys find themselves at the heart of belfasts punk scene second to none.

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With the production of runnin riots latest single "laughing boys" lead singer colin has given us a arare interview to explain some details and the meaning of the latest hit...
 
"well colin, whats it all about"
"thats easy, on the surface the song is about the northern bank heist, but withing the lines the real meaning is , were laughing boys, but usualy at the state of marty after the gig"
"so your sayin, marty gets himself into some states?"
"are you blind aswell as deaf, you've seen him lying on the stage in giros biting ppls ankles after the gig becasue he refuses to leaves the stage"
"yes colin that is true. thanks for joining me today, care for a fig roll?" "who do u think i am, caveman?"

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The Choad is MAX!!!

When asked to comment on the band, a one Darren Masterson exlcaimed "runnin riot, what can i say.... i prefare social distortion like, if caveman doesnt eat his fig roll, can i have it?"
 
want to know more about the band go to WWW.Riotbois.com and check out this unholy collection of oversized 14 year olds.

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The entire contents of this page are bordering on fictional, mainly the part of the fig roll.

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