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.
What are the odds on him NOT being in some kind of altered state right about now?
You know I love you Dave. Not in a gay way, but you know, I really bloody do. I love you so much I bring "fookin' rock stars" to yer house for tea and let you gas me with dry ice. I even put up with the incessant stream of drivel that comes out yer gob, 'cuz at the end of it there's always a couple of words that make sense. Somewhere. And you have a well-kept garden. What a Top Bloke!!!!
PS - That Lebanese place was TOP NOSH btw, if you're planning to wander around Leeds in a drunken haze tonite
There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millets
Thanks everyone. There's some artistic types amongst you lot! I feel ashamed to say ,but I'm at work and quite sober, thank you all very much. Give it time though...
There is increasing evidence to suggest that Chris may have been being sarcastic.
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!!"