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.
Susan the wood chopper's daughter from the Isle of Man.Gotta Watch out for these woman!!
My friend and her hubby at the time were invited to Robert Sangster's 50th birthday party at the nunnery, Isle of Man a few years ago and my friend's divorce also went to the high court!
Amicable (well, you know, as much as they can be) divorce is a fckng nightmare, god only knows how hard / expensive it must be if you're stuck in a shouty fighty one.
People do this kind of thing as a career? Obviously they need shooting.
'What a heavy load Einstein must have had. Morons everywhere.'
psichonaut wrote:ok i understand.....on HL there isn't any
For what concerns my little self, the word "forever" always sounded more like a threat than something good.
I'm the type of person who is not made for long lasting relationships and I came to fully understand that after my last split up.
It doesn't bother me, to be fair, at least not at this point of my existence.
Later on, who knows?
I'll shove that bat up your a** and turn you into a popsicle
Having met both the late Robert and Susan Sangster, were either of them on fire I should not be in haste to micturate upon them. Mr. S was the kind of creepy nouveau tax-exile that the Isle of Man has (unfortunately) had a tendency to attract since the 80s. His wife was a gold-plated copper-bottomed iridium-inlaid diamond-encrusted b*tch who, to be frank, ought to have been drowned at birth.
"I won't go down in history, but I probably will go down on your sister."
Hank Moody
Hexe Luciferia wrote:For what concerns my little self, the word "forever" always sounded more like a threat than something good.
I'm the type of person who is not made for long lasting relationships and I came to fully understand that after my last split up.
It doesn't bother me, to be fair, at least not at this point of my existence.
Later on, who knows?
Ditto, completely. Though in my case, I think I can vouch for "later on" being about the same...
Hexe Luciferia wrote:For what concerns my little self, the word "forever" always sounded more like a threat than something good.
I'm the type of person who is not made for long lasting relationships and I came to fully understand that after my last split up.
It doesn't bother me, to be fair, at least not at this point of my existence.
Later on, who knows?
Ditto, completely. Though in my case, I think I can vouch for "later on" being about the same...
Oh absolutely, I just didn't want to compromise myself further (well, who cares, anyway, I spilled the beans about my se*ual behaviour, I don't think I can do more than that... )
I'll shove that bat up your a** and turn you into a popsicle
If only I were attracted to most male humans (and vice-versa, of course), I'd be an absolute tart. Reality being what it is, though, I'm a nun. They don't call me "Sister" for nothing, innit...
Almiche V wrote:See, I could handle being rich.....
Me too. I'd pay off my albatross of a f*cking student loan, give some money to a few immediate family members, send an arseload to help women and children around the world who're being tortured and degraded, and then disappear to parts unknown for awhile...
SINsister wrote:
Did you tell her that you're married, then? Thought not.
Whoops!
don't listen to her....
I have to listen to her because I'm a newbie here and I don't know you lot And she sounds very cool and wise.
That said, I'll go back to...sorry, what was that? Deluded.Net, right?
I'll shove that bat up your a** and turn you into a popsicle
Hexe Luciferia wrote:...sorry, what was that? Deluded.Net, right?
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!!"
Susan the wood chopper's daughter from the Isle of Man.Gotta Watch out for these woman!!
My friend and her hubby at the time were invited to Robert Sangster's 50th birthday party at the nunnery, Isle of Man a few years ago and my friend's divorce also went to the high court!
I think I was married to this bitch
You still think swastikas look cool
The real nazis run your schools
They're coaches, businessmen and cops
In a real fourth reich you'll be the first to go
Almiche V wrote:See, I could handle being rich.....
Me too. I'd pay off my albatross of a f*cking student loan, give some money to a few immediate family members, send an arseload to help women and children around the world who're being tortured and degraded, and then disappear to parts unknown for awhile...
I'd leave this country for sure.
Hey I also have a student loan. Not earning enough to start paying it back yet. They'd love to have me in a 9-5 though, but it ain't going to happen.....
To not know and to ask a question is a moment of embarrassment; to not know and not ask is a lifetime of shame.
