Sinister: WARNING, avoid crap charity shops for wk experince THEY DO THIS TO YOU!
These things appeared in a mail writen by Tag the geyser. As is life.=20 =46anzines. LOOK LOOK LOKK ITS THOSE BLOODY NUMBERS AGIN WHY WHY WHY! There was no =20 on my post! Why do they appear what purpose do they serve and WHY AM I GETTING VErY DISTurbDIED AboUT theM?!"?!?! Yikes help i'm cracking up due to the sheer dullness of being in a cArity shop for wk xperience teehee. Hair mascars if I see ONE MORE trendy dude in town wearing them and thiking they are so wacky I will punch them. Oh fuck fuck fuck we are suposed to keep the list reasonably focused and stuff. Oh well then.... Wh said POP IS DEAD cos they are talking shit. POP is alive so ner! Why are Pearl jam alive? I found a bootleg of Peearl jam at Brixton '93 in me charity shop today. I bought t for 10p and am doing a Sarah ALTERNATIVE records tape for my friend Claire and I would also do a funky pop tape for the duke but I have no records that he wouldn't have probably heard already. Doh. I will buy more next week when thank fook I am back at college. There seem to be two thkgs whic contrast for most people, fantasy (Pop) and reality (having to leave your bad every day). Do some people manage to transcend that? Why am I asking you? Why is babar the elephnt called that instead of being called John Travolta? I feel like talking but as I am typing instead its not working out too well, if anyone would like to ring me and discuss sweet nowt, tuff cos you aint got me number :( Well, perhaps I don't know what I mean in fact no I don't. I will finish with a short piece of writing that I will make up on the spot. buuuuuuuh! (hheeeheee!) Incidentally that is a quote from Stoppit and Tidyup. I'm going mad, save me. Someone, anyone please! And everyone on list ses to be getting married. Well, aint that nice! looks like I'm being the old maid down the road then *sniff* but I don't care cos I will say I don't. AAAAAAH? WHY? I'M GOING NOW BYE!!!!!!! Yours faithfully, the beautiful only slightly homicidal Sarah 'Ooh look, its Art Mallek!' Smitta Smitten, the SHOWBIZ KITTEN! (miaow!) ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . This message was brought to you by the Sinister mailing list. . To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". . For subscribing, unsubscribing and other list information please see . http://www.majordomo.net/sinister . For questions about how the list works mail owner-sinister@majordomo.net . We're all happy bunnies humming happy bunny tunes. Aren't we? -----------------------------------------------------------------------
On Tue, 3 Feb 1998, Sarah wrote:
I'm going mad, save me. Someone, anyone please! And everyone on list ses to be getting married. Well, aint that nice! looks like I'm being the old maid down the road then *sniff* but I don't care cos I will say I don't.
If you carry on sending emails like that one we'll all marry you... I'll be at the front of the queue... (is polygamy banned on the list yet?) Well you wouldn't want to hear about the dream I had last night; let's just say it involved a man with a ridiculous moustache, a dustbin full of baked beans, and Noel Edmonds. I need a psychiatrist quick. I'm still working on having a B&S dream, but I have had a couple of dreams involving reading mails from this list (including once on a Ferris Wheel!). And I must say I was very impressed by Genevieve's poem declaring her love for the record store boy... Apologies for momentarily reawakening a dying thread, but I never got round to saying it at the time: I went to see Supergrass play last week, and between the support band and them coming on, while the roadies were sorting out all the equipment, they projected stuff onto a huge white sheet hanging from the ceiling. There was a RoadRunner cartoon, a few old public information films (including one about how you shouldn't pull things down from a table in case they fell on you (Doh!), and one of Kevin Keegan teaching the Green Cross Code), and then a Bugs Bunny cartoon. And we all loved it, it was a good laugh and it meant we weren't hanging around for half an hour before the band came on getting bored. I guess that's the kind of thing B&S were hoping to do in Manchester? Well it gave me an idea, how about doing something like that between songs at the next gigs? Just a quick 15 second thing each time, make a feature of the Pinteresque pauses (sorry Tim. btw, love the photo...). Or you could sell slots for adverts between songs? I love the idea of having a list picnic or something. Why wait till the summer? We could all get together somewhere and stay up really late and eat lots of sweeties and tell each other really scary ghost stories and then fall asleep under the stars and and... (OK maybe we'd better wait till the summer to do the last bit) Going completely off topic now (what do you mean I already had?). It's the RAG Blind Date in Cambridge next week. We all pay some money to charity, fill in a form, and are then matched up with our ideal (possibly) date for the evening. And I can't think of anything vaguely amusing to write in a few sections of the form. So if anyone has any funny answers to "Justify your existence", "What is your favourite pasta shape, and why" or "Complete this picture" (the last one might be a bit tricky over email. Darn. Oh well...) I'm open to all suggestions... Finally leaping quite unexpectedly back onto topic: we know B&S used "Cock Fun" as a working title for an album; is there any working title for the new album? Or is that secret? The Tall Git ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . This message was brought to you by the Sinister mailing list. . To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". . For subscribing, unsubscribing and other list information please see . http://www.majordomo.net/sinister . For questions about how the list works mail owner-sinister@majordomo.net . We're all happy bunnies humming happy bunny tunes. Aren't we? -----------------------------------------------------------------------
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