THE place for your Sisters-related comments, questions and snippets of Sisters information. For those who do not know, The Sisters of Mercy are a rock'n'roll band. And a pop band. And an industrial groove machine. Or so they say. They make records. Lots of records, apparently. But not in your galaxy. They play concerts. Lots of concerts, actually. But you still cannot see them. So what's it all about, Alfie? This is one of the few tightly-moderated forums on Heartland, so please keep on-topic. All off-topic posts will either be moved or deleted. Chairman Bux is the editor and the editor's decision is final. Danke.
- focus on health, or...
- train the Doktor to sing, Hawking style
"For, in the final analysis, our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children's future. And we are all mortal." (John F. Kennedy, 1963)
stufarq wrote:Haven't been sued for a while. Ben or Chris, Chris or Ben...?
Nurse? Merch guy?
Granny? The cat? The poodle?
I can't imagine there'd be much benefit in suing his grandmother. She can't be worth all that much if he only got fifteen cents from selling his mother.
EmmaPeelWannaBe wrote:
I was going to post almost the exact same resolutions, Being654.... except I'd say no ciggies, not even on Sunday afternoon.
Maybe the occurring dreaded lurgy will finally convince him to quit.
Oh well, giving up smoking is extremely difficult for some people (me included, btw) ... and beyond that, the older you get the more difficult it can be (though surely not for everyone). Some people do, however, fall ill, if they try to stop at once, as the nicotine has become an integral part of their system. If I were rich, I would get my self to some sort of rehab to slowly grind it to a halt. But that's far beyond my means. So I have to get there on my own somehow ... I really wonder how ... and a lot in me just don't want to stop. It's part of my culture. But reduce the number of cigs, ok, that seems feasible ... and set a goal like 1 cig on Sunday afternoon ... yeah, that would honour my culture, at least ... ...
I can't imagine there'd be much benefit in suing his grandmother. She can't be worth all that much if he only got fifteen cents from selling his mother.
Good point well made.
Any more of that and we'll be round your front door with the quick-setting whitewash and the shaved monkey.
* Put a double lock on the vault in the basement where all the recordings for the new album are hidden.
* Add another lock to that vault.
* Check the locks.
* Put that vault in another, larger vault and add 3 locks.
* Check the locks.
* Check the locks again.
* Lock the door to the basement.
* Check the door lock.
* Throw away the key. (Like in the North Sea or whatever).
Only the Americans could have built a place like this in the middle of a jungle.
Aazhyd wrote:* Put a double lock on the vault in the basement where all the recordings for the new album are hidden.
* Add another lock to that vault.
* Check the locks.
* Put that vault in another, larger vault and add 3 locks.
* Check the locks.
* Check the locks again.
* Lock the door to the basement.
* Check the door lock.
* Throw away the key. (Like in the North Sea or whatever).
* call Jesus (he's not home) to turn the North Sea into wine since the cat food is also in the vault.
* drink the wine
* forget why he started
* find the key
* find Mr. Fuffly
* find that Mr Fuffly is no longer interested in that particular brand of catfood
* go to the Spar to get more catfood
* ask that girl behind the bread counter out
* say "I'll release a new album if you go out with me"
* feed the cat
* release the album
* live happily ever after
"I won't go down in history, but I probably will go down on your sister."
Hank Moody
...
... (and no scamping with e-cigs!) 
...
