morrissey burned up the ambassador ! i touched him!he touched me!he got the minimoz doll!he spoke..-

TO ME!wow!just got in.im never washing this hand again.
im truly fucked.it was shattering!i almost...

well,never mind.

i have to say the night started badly.the traffic was gruesome.i got off the bus and walked.my heels cut through my feet and blood started dripping onto the pavement.a junkie started giving me grief,couldnt run due to foolish footwear descision.escaped,only just avoiding a double-decker.
got to the que,just a few dreary wierdos and gorillas hawking for tickets.
started shuffling through to the pit.
got comfy at the front untill some great big ho'shaped like a cannon ball tried to nudge me.great big red haired yahoo,smelt like she lived in the burgerking bins.
first band:what surly holes.no presence what so ever.singer with a face like a cats bum.the clod almost tripped over a cable.get behind me satan!
second bandk,better.some old skin head touching himself and ranting.bearable.
waited in the dark for the man,
waited
when some oafs removed the gong cover i almost weed on my shoes with excitment.
he was coming!
oh no,that depressing poem again.
the lights fade....

TA-DA!
its morrissey and his teddy boys.and now the screaming starts and i just cant stop,almost poke out some sods eye with mr mini-moz doll.morrissey is looking shit hot!i throw mini moz and he lands perfectly onstage.score!
morrissey says:
''is that supposed to be me?''score!
i start howling and barking,and he warns me about tonsilitis. score! later i get a wink from that nice guitar man. score!what an evening!
touching morrisseys hand:he has real skin,its warm.hes looking down on me like god.
when hes moving his trousers slip down.
did anyone apart from me get an eye full of strobe illuminated pube?
hes real!
you can see hes been pumping iron,or something anyway.
those horrible loafers,are they real leather?
im now definitly hooked for life.
death to reality!

> TO ME!wow!just got in.im never washing this hand again.
> im truly fucked.it was shattering!i almost...

> well,never mind.

> i have to say the night started badly.the traffic was gruesome.i got off
> the bus and walked.my heels cut through my feet and blood started dripping
> onto the pavement.a junkie started giving me grief,couldnt run due to
> foolish footwear descision.escaped,only just avoiding a double-decker.
> got to the que,just a few dreary wierdos and gorillas hawking for tickets.
> started shuffling through to the pit.
> got comfy at the front untill some great big ho'shaped like a cannon ball
> tried to nudge me.great big red haired yahoo,smelt like she lived in the
> burgerking bins.
> first band:what surly holes.no presence what so ever.singer with a face
> like a cats bum.the clod almost tripped over a cable.get behind me satan!
> second bandk,better.some old skin head touching himself and
> ranting.bearable.
> waited in the dark for the man,
> waited
> when some oafs removed the gong cover i almost weed on my shoes with
> excitment.
> he was coming!
> oh no,that depressing poem again.
> the lights fade....

> TA-DA!
> its morrissey and his teddy boys.and now the screaming starts and i just
> cant stop,almost poke out some sods eye with mr mini-moz doll.morrissey is
> looking shit hot!i throw mini moz and he lands perfectly onstage.score!
> morrissey says:
> ''is that supposed to be me?''score!
> i start howling and barking,and he warns me about tonsilitis. score! later
> i get a wink from that nice guitar man. score!what an evening!
> touching morrisseys hand:he has real skin,its warm.hes looking down on me
> like god.
> when hes moving his trousers slip down.
> did anyone apart from me get an eye full of strobe illuminated pube?
> hes real!
> you can see hes been pumping iron,or something anyway.
> those horrible loafers,are they real leather?
> im now definitly hooked for life.
> death to reality!

You can see why she attracts me so. So come into the chat room at chat!