I've been in bed with the killer flu since sunday. I got chills, and ohhh burny fever. In the midst of my illness I had my first Trousers dream. I'd close your eyes if you are of shaky disposition, or if your name is Trousers. In my dream I went to visit Stevie Trousers. He was doing a new piece for Papercuts, which involved taking rapid photos of himself bollock naked as he scraped at his crotch region, screaming "TWADDLE MY PADDLE, TWADDLE MY PADDLE, YOU BASTARDS". Then I woke up. Tell you what, he's a lot hairier than you'd imagine. I feel quite dirty after typing that, but I imagine I've done Trousers list crush tally a world of good. On a lighter note, hello to everyone I met at the weekend, you're all lovely. Gosh, it's nearly the weekend again. Fancy that. Lovely lemsip. It's legal heroin, you know! Regards, Sort of chris =================================== Visit the Sleeka Sounds Corporation http://www.users.globalnet.co.uk/~calnd/sleeka/ ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "jelly-filled danishes" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+