Hello sexpots, Musical boxer shorts indeed. I kind of like the idea though, if anyone could find me some I would be truly thankful. This weekend some of us had a nice time in London. Sit down, and I will tell you all about it using that time-honoured medium, the ink polaroid. 1 Scene: Po Caf, Cov Gdn. Up on the roof, as the song says, Trews, Mike (Steady), Pam, Keith and his entourage of adoring women. And little me. Andrew Dean has gone home, because he has finished his egg sandwiches. By the light of the silvery moon, as the song says, we are drinking bouze and engaging in possibly slanderous gossip about... well, let's be brutally honest...you lot. And you will never know what we said...hahahaha. Later, Trousers and Keef don fake moustaches, rather nifty motorcycle caps, vests, and leather chaps and go cruising. Both claim to be looking for "hot pumping rubber action". Some of this paragraph was made up. 2 Scene: Tufnell Park, Norf London. Keef has just become becomes strangely excited on seeing a sign which announces that Haringey is 2 miles by bicycle. "It's a sign!", exclaims Tag. For once in his life, he was right. 3 A club near Oxford Circus. The DJ's (two menbers of Earl Brutus) are playing "Rock me Amadeus". At some point during the evening Keith and Tag have exchanged their dignity for several bottles of Becks and are dancing. Like fuckers. Oh yes. Later, Tag will be seen slumped in a corner declaring that "More than a feeling" is the "best fucking record ever" to anyone who'll listen. Worryingly, he does not regret this in the morning. 4 The London to Manchester train. In a carriage where the air-conditioning has failed. Four Manchester United fans with large scars on their faces indulge in playful banter with the British Transport Police. "How would you like it if I got your truncheon and twatted the living shit out of you?", says one jolly fellow to our friendly local Bobby. Tag is very, very frightened. Belle and Sebastian content? You're 'aving a larff, ain't you? Tag x +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +---+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+