Does exactly what it says on the tin. Some of the nonsense contained herein may be very loosely related to The Sisters of Mercy, but I wouldn't bet your PayPal account on it. In keeping with the internet's general theme nothing written here should be taken as Gospel: over three quarters of it is utter gibberish, and most of the forum's denizens haven't spoken to another human being face-to-face for decades. Don't worry your pretty little heads about it. Above all else, remember this: You don't have to stay forever. I will understand.
Mrs. Snowey wrote:
You said you had "grass and everything" . Does that mean we can bring tents an' have a mini-festival ? We promise not to block the loo
If you go upsatirs to the middle ages fat chavs who have very loud sex's <shudders> loo. You can block it as much as you like.....In fact I encourage it!!
umm, they were talking about ffs dave's house...
Were they?? Well, I think one knackered bog courtesy of a member of your forum is quite enough, thank you.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, feel free to block up the RJs fat noisy chav mates loo.
snowey wrote:Without wanting to appear rude.... Why don't you start screaming whilst in the throws of passion?? It might stop em upstairs.
We've tried turning the telly on really loud, making sex noises ourselves and making mooing noises! Nothing seems to help. I suggest we get everyone over to ours and all of us make sex noises. That'll stop the buggers.
snowey wrote:Without wanting to appear rude.... Why don't you start screaming whilst in the throws of passion?? It might stop em upstairs.
We've tried turning the telly on really loud, making sex noises ourselves and making mooing noises! Nothing seems to help. I suggest we get everyone over to ours and all of us make sex noises. That'll stop the buggers.
We could always prepare...Josephs Well style undercrackers <shudder>
snowey wrote:Without wanting to appear rude.... Why don't you start screaming whilst in the throws of passion?? It might stop em upstairs.
We've tried turning the telly on really loud, making sex noises ourselves and making mooing noises! Nothing seems to help. I suggest we get everyone over to ours and all of us make sex noises. That'll stop the buggers.
if they think we're having an orgy they might want to join in...
Well I was handsome and I was strong
And I knew the words to every song.
"Did my singing please you?"
"No! The words you sang were wrong!"
snowey wrote:Without wanting to appear rude.... Why don't you start screaming whilst in the throws of passion?? It might stop em upstairs.
We've tried turning the telly on really loud, making sex noises ourselves and making mooing noises! Nothing seems to help. I suggest we get everyone over to ours and all of us make sex noises. That'll stop the buggers.
if they think we're having an orgy they might want to join in...
<voms at the very thought>
She walked past me in the hall yesterday and gave my the dortiest look ever. She must have heard our (very loud) complaints. I think that makes it ten times worse as they've done bugger all about it!!
Have another me stopping tomorrow night. This will be fun @ about 3am when we come back from Ze Vendyhose.
DerekR wrote:
Another you? Do you have an army of clones or something?
It'll be like The Matrix at this rate
"Do you here that, Mr. Anderson? That...is the sound...of two chavs f**king. That is...the sound...of your death."
Fancy doning a smart suit and shades, Mrs. RJ? I'm sure it'd be a step up from black wedding dresses.
Ha. We walked into our local pub for local people last night and who did we happen to sit very close too????? Well done. You got it. Was great though. They had a bit of a domestic and walked out leaving five chances to win 'play your cards right' . Well it would have been rude not to nick them wouldn't it?
Mrs. Snowey wrote:
It'll be like The Matrix at this rate
"Do you here that, Mr. Anderson? That...is the sound...of two chavs f**king. That is...the sound...of your death."
Fancy doning a smart suit and shades, Mrs. RJ? I'm sure it'd be a step up from black wedding dresses.
Ha. We walked into our local pub for local people last night and who did we happen to sit very close too????? Well done. You got it. Was great though. They had a bit of a domestic and walked out leaving five chances to win 'play your cards right' . Well it would have been rude not to nick them wouldn't it?
didn't you have to listen to them making-up afterwards though?
Well I was handsome and I was strong
And I knew the words to every song.
"Did my singing please you?"
"No! The words you sang were wrong!"
I've got a better plan - I will take another shirt, People's Republic or something... So I can keep that smoke and sweat as a souvenir
Personally, I'm just pleased that Estonian poets can afford more than one shirt. Oh! You did with Eva at M'era Luna. Top man.
Only those Estonian poets who have got an award could afford more than one shirt. But this happiness doesn't last long. That's why I should buy so many Sisters tees this year. And then I couldn't stop buying and bought one for you or whoever it was
Brideoffrankenstein wrote:Who's going to be staying at The Queens Hotel? Memory serves only scotty and James Blast (sorry anyone I forgot )
Is it cool to swap mobile numbers to co-ordinate getting to the various events?
Who cares if it's cool,it's a good idea ,I'll send you mine,but if in doubt,I'll be in the BAR !.
Being brave is coming home at 2am half drunk, smelling of perfume, climbing into bed, slapping the wife on the arse and saying,"right fatty, you're next!!"
Another stupid question: what do you think, is it reasonable to order the weekend tickets to my postal address (to the other side of Europe) or is it better idea to let them being sent to someone who lives in Leeds and comes to those nights anyway? (There's no paying problem anymore, since last summer I've got a PayPal account myself.)
Brideoffrankenstein wrote:
Is it cool to swap mobile numbers to co-ordinate getting to the various events?
Brideoffrakenstien,Lazcorp & I have swapped mobile phone numbers and were thinking that if someone from or who knows the Leeds area could PM one of us a number it would REALLY help those of us who don't,getting to & from The Queens & the venues ect.
Being brave is coming home at 2am half drunk, smelling of perfume, climbing into bed, slapping the wife on the arse and saying,"right fatty, you're next!!"
We promise not to block the loo
Why don't you start screaming whilst in the throws of passion?? It might stop em upstairs.
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