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.
Cat has been down with it too, must be serious as obviously when us blokes get it, it is not as serious.
that's because we're allhypochondriacs apparently -not to mention the fact that we couldn't cope with child-birth etc....which is handy then as we don't have to.
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!"
Stupid things you have done being tired : got out of bed, washed, dressed, had cuppa and two fags, got in car then went to work
"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
In a similar vein, the number of times I've woken up previously at say 10am and thought "sh!t! sh!t! I've slept in and I'm late for work!" and gone into blind panic/headless chicken mode.
Only to realise 15mins later than it's the weekend and I don't work weekends.
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Heartland 14 Jul 03 - 05 Aug 06.[/size:7c190484cc]
"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
Looking for the toilet behind the curtains of the bedroom window in the Queens Hotel, I was really tired
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!!"
room 235 at the Queens now smells of wee, man wee at that
boak
"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
Or even Francis at the Ramada/Jarvis hotel prior to Tilburg walking out of his hotel room and the door slamming behind him. Cue Francis in jim jams creeping down the fire escape to find the night porter to let him back into his room. Allegedly.
He was tired.
[size=9:7c190484cc]Johnny Boy - JB - Loki - Johnny M
Heartland 14 Jul 03 - 05 Aug 06.[/size:7c190484cc]
boudicca wrote:Francis you're such a post-count whore!
That really was gratuitous!
Couldn't be bothered with the faffing about involved in including 3 quotes in one post. I wouldn't want to get it wrong and embarrass myself in front of the Scotties.
And you know that she's half crazy but that's why you want to be there.
I figured if there was a rush on the banks I could still get there from York in time to get my money out before the 'residents' have unplugged their mobility buggies.
And you know that she's half crazy but that's why you want to be there.
Couldn't be bothered with the faffing about involved in including 3 quotes in one post. I wouldn't want to get it wrong and embarrass myself in front of the Scotties.
But can you put a fruit pastel in your mouth without chewing it?
"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