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.
That worked for me!!!!!!! Cost a bloody fortune too. I guess thats why my dad isn't actually talking to me at the minute, after three years I'm going through a nasty divorce Oops
Planet, baby, when you live life as fast as I do, you need to wear leathers all the time.
LOL You are quite funny MM. Fast life, eh? If that's so, you would actually enjoy Sin City, the City That Never Sleeps. Vegas is cool, I love it there.
As for your leathers.....put your money where your mouth is. Prove it to me.
I can't think of a way of proving it to you without a photo, thus revealing my identity. Which I would rather not. But suffice to say that I try to pack equal amounts of stamina, vigour and villainy in my leder-beder-hosen. How does that sound?
When was the last time you cut the catwalk caviar?
Master Margarita wrote:
I can't think of a way of proving it to you without a photo, thus revealing my identity. Which I would rather not. But suffice to say that I try to pack equal amounts of stamina, vigour and villainy in my leder-beder-hosen. How does that sound?
ER well, I'm not much into short pants, even if they are leather. But your stamina vigour and villany intrigue me....