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Big Si wrote:
That's Paul McGann as 'I' in the film 'Withnail and I'
Ah, an actor....
And a really PISH Dr Who.
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!!"
A dreadful Doctor he was Keith, but he was a fantastic Marwood.
In fact I can't think of anything else he was good in
Yes, Yes, & ..............................?
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!!"
A dreadful Doctor he was Keith, but he was a fantastic Marwood.
In fact I can't think of anything else he was good in
You don't remember 'the monocled mutineer' ?
Aye, exactly, PISH!.
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!!"
Apologies.
It was Dave's fault - putting images of hairy old men letching at his pert arse in tight leather trousers as he minces around under the street light - desperate for trade.
Maybe Manchester - depending on what the first live recordings sound like before then.
Not Leeds, and I was going to buy you a Mineral Water
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!!"
Maybe Manchester - depending on what the first live recordings sound like before then.
Not Leeds, and I was going to buy you a Mineral Water
Fuckin' creep.
Here's how I made my choice....
Leeds - home gig for the band, usually good
Nottingham - best venue in the country
Manchester - full of thick c**t in parkas
London - full of Europeans
Nott's, the best venue in the Country..............my Erse.
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!!"
Rock City is the best venue this country has ever had. The bands, the sound, the atmosphere, the crowd etc. Anyway, what the f**k do you know about MY country.
I did gigs in Edinborough, Glasgow and Aberdeen in the 80s, the only memory I have of them is that the women get easier the higher up you get.
biggy wrote:Rock City is the best venue this country has ever had. The bands, the sound, the atmosphere, the crowd etc. Anyway, what the f**k do you know about MY country.
I did gigs in Edinborough, Glasgow and Aberdeen in the 80s, the only memory I have of them is that the women get easier the higher up you get.
Been there a few times, been to a lot of venues in "YOUR" country.
You're right about the Scottish women.............well, maybe in your case they maybe just dropped the standerds a wee bit
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!!"