Do we have to shout?
Posted: 28 Jun 2004, 11:55
Getting my retaliation in first. Just for a change.
Joan is now qualified to drive a taxi in Leeds. The Warehouse? The Phono? Your choice. Pick up from 7 Village Place? No problem. We won’t be needing one home cos we’ll have spent all our money on weak lager. The Lights will lead us back.
I hope they’re not going to pump this much smoke out all night. Fortunately not.
The Body Electric finally got to make a fool of itself with Lucretia.
Mrs T: Who’s the guy in the frilly shirt?
Moi: You mean Richey?
Voices off: This one’s for the fashion victims.
Mrs T: You like this one don’t you?
Moi: I don’t know. I haven’t figured out what it is yet. Oh no. It’s the wrong version. They should be slamdancing. They’re waving their arms in the air and smiling for chrissakes.
Human Fly. Electricty. Blue Monday.
Moi: You’ve got to dance to this, surely
Original Miserable Bastard: Bugger off. That’s practically an armful.
Mrs T: You know I don’t like The Sisters Of Mercy.
Moi: Why do you insist on coming then?
Mrs T: Cos they’re all such lovely people.
Moi: Aye. You don’t feel threatened when you go to the toilets ,do you.
It’s been emotinal.
Boys do cry.
God knows I’m good.
Joan is now qualified to drive a taxi in Leeds. The Warehouse? The Phono? Your choice. Pick up from 7 Village Place? No problem. We won’t be needing one home cos we’ll have spent all our money on weak lager. The Lights will lead us back.
I hope they’re not going to pump this much smoke out all night. Fortunately not.
The Body Electric finally got to make a fool of itself with Lucretia.
Mrs T: Who’s the guy in the frilly shirt?
Moi: You mean Richey?
Voices off: This one’s for the fashion victims.
Mrs T: You like this one don’t you?
Moi: I don’t know. I haven’t figured out what it is yet. Oh no. It’s the wrong version. They should be slamdancing. They’re waving their arms in the air and smiling for chrissakes.
Human Fly. Electricty. Blue Monday.
Moi: You’ve got to dance to this, surely
Original Miserable Bastard: Bugger off. That’s practically an armful.
Mrs T: You know I don’t like The Sisters Of Mercy.
Moi: Why do you insist on coming then?
Mrs T: Cos they’re all such lovely people.
Moi: Aye. You don’t feel threatened when you go to the toilets ,do you.
It’s been emotinal.
Boys do cry.
God knows I’m good.