Sinister: firestarter
well, after last night there can be no further doubt: fireworks are better than sex. and i'm not just saying that because i'm not getting any of the latter. the display at the end of the lewes festivities was amazing, and possibly only heightened by the stoned people behind me going "oooooh, looks like alien ships! jellyfish!" there are some experiences which can't be described, and you will just have to imagine the thrill of standing in a muddy field with 3000 people, all watching the sky become the most beautiful thing ever, all cheering and gasping involuntarily in perfect sync. i imagine watching b&s play live would be a similarly transcendental experience, actually, but sadly i haven't had the chance to find out yet. if i was forced to choose between giving up orgasms and giving up fireworks... well, it would be a tough call at the moment. as for choosing between b&s and orgasms, should we take a poll on this one? anyway, the whole night was fantastic as ever, complete with processions of mongol hordes, zulus, vikings, tudors and pirates. someone pointed out that it looked a bit like a gay pride march, but i would have to disagree. much more gaudy and kitsch. also, as a letter in the local paper revealed, the average lewes resident thinks that someone who prefers their own gender is called a 'homosexualist'. how we laughed. and then we laughed some more at our hapless guests from tame cambridge, who spent the whole evening with their mouths open in disbelief, a dangerous activity considering the numbers of bangers, embers, and suspicious hot dogs flying around. us locals take it all in our stride, even the riot police and the burning tar barrels, but i'm not ashamed to be awestruck by the fireworks. i'm going to see some more tonight, could i be becoming an addict? not much b&s content, although i dare say there was a boy with an arab strap in the parade somewhere. starry-eyed hugs, archel xxx ********* Rachel Playforth archel@iname.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" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
Honeyz, she said:
well, after last night there can be no further doubt: fireworks are better than sex.
I went to a firework display at the weekend on Primrose Hill. When I got home my mum asked me what it was like, so I said: "it's great, everyone just comes along and stands on the hill". "And does everyone bring their own fireworks?" she asked, "No, mum" I replied. "Do you want a cup of tea?". Sarah, you can't say all Hefner songs are about tube trains. It would be like saying all Belle and sebastian songs are about Buses. You could at least say he just whines about girls too much, which is one of my favorite insults. I think Hefner are gorgeous and gritty, although sometimes I wish Darren wouldn't breathe so heavily and fake orgams quite so obviously, because it means I can't play tapes of them in the car with my mother without blushing and/or cringing. Hefner are magic, and anyone which denies that is lying. I let my mascara run from weeping the first time I heard 'Grandmother Dies', which quite a sacrifice for a badly cut 7". I have a small campaign running, aimed at those males which feel it their right to let themselves go during the winter, entitled "Get thee to a Barbershop". and don't think I havent noticed that chin flab, ethier. That campagin runs along the better known "Kill all austrian dogs" and another new edition, "buy Erica a new pair of Glasses" - it would appear I misplaced by glasses during a boozy session at the poetry cafe last friday. Do *you* have them stuffed down your pants, right now? Archel told us:
and an absolute bitch who has wanted to get her claws into him for ages succeeded him. she has mysterious power over men
I've decided I hate girls like that almost as much as I hate the boys that fall for them. Archel, I think you should get your best frock on and be ready to seethe. Stomach in, chest out, and if all else fails, get horribly drunk and start a cat fight with said bitch* Erica x *(hint: go for the hair first, then pull up her skirt). +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
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Erica MacArthur