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.
I recall (well I think I recall) when I was an ikkle Debaser, they didn't bother changing the clocks for a couple of years. We were all giving flourescent and reflective armbands and off we toddled.
I'm positive this happened, I'm convinced this happened...did it happen? About 1969/70 it would have been
Five cups of coffee just to be myself...when I'd rather be somebody else
