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.
My favourite dictator, the benevolent Saparmurat Niyazov, aka "Turkmenbashi", or leader of the Turkmen. He's been presiding over one of my favourite "stans" (second only to Iraquistan), for many years now, but popped his immortal clogs yesterday.
In the Independence Square of the capital city of Ashkhabad, a
golden 95-metre-tall statue of Niyazov turns to follows the sun so
that a shadow never falls on the dictator's face.
The despot not only set up monuments and portraits to himself
throughout his realm, but in 2001 he revealed to his subjects his
very own bible - "the Ruhnama" - the knowledge of which is required
even for a driver's license.
He even had his own vodka...
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... I mean
There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millets
boudicca wrote:
In the Independence Square of the capital city of Ashkhabad, a
golden 95-metre-tall statue of Niyazov turns to follows the sun so
that a shadow never falls on the dictator's face.
What seditious talk. Surely it is the sun which, by divine preordination, follows its ancient course only to grace the Great Leader's face with the same light as he was to his people.
He pegged it on Thursday Missus, yer a bit late, shall I save last week's Sunday Times supplement all about him for you?
I do have it, honest!
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
i'm sorry weeble-dude but half-eight isn't very early in the a.m.
i've been able to buy "frosty jack'" for 29 minutes and the kids will be exploding into pre-presents frenzy any second.
(of course -i haven't slept since tuesday )
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!"
eastmidswhizzkid wrote:i'm sorry weeble-dude but half-eight isn't very early in the a.m.
i've been able to buy "frosty jack'" for 29 minutes and the kids will be exploding into pre-presents frenzy any second.
(of course -i haven't slept since tuesday )
I was up since 6 but needed my gothabix (I've tried explaining how wonderful bed is to Wee Logan but he cares not a jot) before going on-line
‎"We will wear some very loud shirts. We will wear some very wrong trousers."
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