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Looking For A Kiss - The New York Dolls

Through The Looking Glass - Mott The Hoople

I remember back in the 80s Don Letts (film maker,then part of BAD) talking in an interview about AIDS terrorists in New York City. The story was that there was a group of HIV infected women taking revenge by picking up guys in bars and spending the night with them. In the morning the chap wakes up, women is gone, he goes to the bathroom and finds written in lipstick on the mirror 'WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF AIDS' Six months later I was told the same story by a work colleague, only this was London based and had happened to a friend of a friend of hers.

Lonely Boy - The Sex Pistols

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bon3yard Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Didnt that Sinatra anecdote resurface on Danny > Bakers show again recently, one of the callers > tried to pass it off as his own experience. Didnt > fool The Radio titan for a second though. > I remember a few of the filthier ones. The > contents of Marc Almonds stomach after having it > pumped for instance and Marianne Faithfuls > fondness for Mars Bars(prior to King Size I hasten > to add. I was also Told by someone that Clint > Eastwood was Stan Laurels illegitimate son...Part > of me still believes that one. Its too good not > too be true. I trust Baker left the individual who tried to palm that one off on him feeling like a piece of cheese. A radio clip round the ear and the directions to the Tony Blackburn show were the order of the day I trust. But Clint and Stan Laurel, eh? Not heard that one before. There is a slight resemblance though.

ratty Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > When I first watched "Carrie" the last scene made > me shat meself! > > What's the film with the "Head in the Vice" scene > when the eyeball pops - that makes me squeamish > too. That's Casino as mentioned above, Ratty.

Only A Woman - The Marbles

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The Thing. The severed head sprouting legs and scuttling away. The chest opening up with teeth and biting off the hands of the doctor. Even the memory spooks me.

Sharon_H Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I get asked in payless if I'm old enough to buy > cigs, as a ++30 something I'm quite pleased. > > Or is he taking the P!ss? No he isn't. Unless I'm much mistaken, he's plighting his troth. Via Marlboro. Mark my words, there's a proposal on it's way. Hope we're all invited. Sending hugs to you both.

Whiskey Women - Mott The Hoople

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Peckhamgatecrasher Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Argos can supply rings at a modest price. Re the > Bish - merely bow/curtsey, mutter "Your Grace" and > you should get away with it. If it gets hairy, > mention the Irish Embassy. Of course PGC, how could I forget the good people of Elizabeth Duke? Thanks. As for the bishop encounter, how did you find out the name of my companion? What makes you think I'd share her with a member of the clergy? Even one who'd risen to that sort of rank. Even if she'd consent. Which she might. Or not. I think I'll get in touch with the Irish Embassy now, just to be on the safe side.

HonaloochieB Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Thinking further, I hope that biting off and > chewing doesn't feature prominently in the > weekend's activities. Apart from the normal consumption of Brighton Rock of course.

Thinking further, I hope that biting off and chewing doesn't feature prominently in the weekend's activities.

Unless my companion has 'interests' that she hasn't decided to share with me of course. I sincerely trust I haven't bitten off more than I can chew.

I suppose it's kind of you to profer the advice Ms B, and of corse myself and my companion are no strangers to the harsh realities of modern life. It's just that we'd probably rather not have the word 'vomit' intruding upon our illicit sojourn. There's scandal enough without that. We've both just checked our diaries, and realised we have booked intimacy for the Sunday morning. So no wellies will be necessary.

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I've picked this up from another thread, and thought I'd run with it. Actually there was mention on yet another thread about the one where a chap asks a celeb in a restaurant toilet (Sinatra, Jagger, Sting etc) to approach his table and greet him. The celeb does so and is told to "f@ck off Sinatra/Jagger?Sting can't you see I'm busy". Plainly untrue. But what are the ones that you've heard that you thought, or wanted to think that were true. Mine is the one about the Queen on a state visit to Ausrralia in the sixties. She's on a meet and greet with a line of people and is doing her best to take an interest in them. She moves along the line until she comes to one particular chap. Elizabeth II - 'Hello, and what is it you do?' Aussie - 'Your majesty, I'm a photographer' Elizabeth II - 'Ah, I have a brother-in-law who's a photographer' Aussie - 'Now that's a real coincindence your majesty, because my brother-in-law's a queen' Told to me years ago as a true story, but though I know it's not true, I wish it was. How about you?

As luck would have it, I find myself in the position of embarking upon what I can only call a 'dirty weekend' in Brighton with a female companion. I feel obliged to apply the 'dirty weekend' title as that would apperar to be traditional. Rest assured myself and my lady friend will both be packing pyjamas and I will of course be visiting my local barber, prior to the excursion to avail myself of his 'additional supplies'. I think we're all sufficiently 'men of the world' to know to what I refer. Even the women. There are certain requisites that I will need that I don't have access to, and would like some advice on acquiring; 1 - A false marriage certificate, in the names of say, Richard Whitely and Diana Dors, or others if you think it might work better. Though I think that Mr Richard & Mrs Diana Whitely is a winner. 2 - Two false wedding bands, one suitably male, one suitably female. Both 18 carat gold looking, but costing no more than ten pounds. Together. Not each. 3 - Would anyone recommend having flakes of confetti about our persons as we approached the reception? Or might that be laying it on thick? 4 - If we should encounter a bishop on our excursions, should we admit all and beg forgiveness? Grateful for any thoughts.

jollybaby Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Move to Guernsey. Apparently they don't have any > squirrels on the island. > Or is that one big urban myth that I've spent the > past 15 years believing JollyBby that's possibly the smallest urban myth I've ever heard. Guernsey, no squirrels there they say. It doesn't really compare with the one about the couple driving along who become seperated for some reason. IN THE VICINITY OF A LUNATIC ASYLUM. He carries ondriving looking for her and a person lands on the top of the car. Thumping on the roof commences. Fellow stops to see maniac on roof bashing roof with severed head of girlfriend. True story. My mate down the pub knows the guy's brother. Well I say brother, cousin really. By marriage.

Dancing In The Moonlight - Thin Lizzy

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Mangoman, if indeeed that is your real name, you appear to have come on here to swank about your youthful looks. That's all well and good, and long may you continue to be 'carded' as I believe our American chums put it. But not for too long, surely? It'll do you no good in the long run in your career at the Foreign Office, where you'll do better to have a 'craggy' and experienced aspect. Take it from one who knows. I have it on the best authority. Every episode of 'Yes Minister' and 'Yes Prime Minister' is in my possession, and I have learned everything I know about governance from them. Bon chance, as we diplomats say.