@a certain sadness wrote:
I couldnt get in touch with you, i tried everything.
well you obviously didn’t try hard enough did you ? I was waiting at Clapham Junction with a red carnation stuck up my nose like a normal person, but you only had eyes for that new knock-kneed typist with the wondrous babylons from Floor 3.
Hate it when you do that and think that somehow life may not be worth living. But then I remember my tellytubbie CD collection and pretty soon I’m prancing again like a good ‘un to the smoky tones of Toyah Wilcox.
and Jen – you might want to re-do that post. Self-contradiction may be the latest fashion where you hang out but this is a public message board; you have a duty to your discerning fanbase.
Trust me, ‘Rock ‘n Roll’ has always meant exactly the same thing . . . . . .
:lol: