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» Where is the strangest place you have slept?

He's a mentalist
I didn't so much sleep but just stayed. I was at a party in Nottingham many years ago, and had consumed rather a lot of something that makes you hallucinate. It was winter and the snow lay thick, and in my hallucinogenic state I managed to wander away from the venue. I suddenly realised I was out wandering in arctic conditions in just jeans and t-shirt, and not a clue as to where the do was or the address of where I was meant to be staying. Worried I may be starting a new career as frozen corpse, the only place I could find that was open was the police station. I ended up spending the rest of the night sat in their reception area, tripping like a mad tripping thing, until the morning and my visuals returned to normal and I could read again. (that's how long ago it was, before mobile phones)
(Fri 29th Dec 2006, 13:32, More)

» Scary Neighbours

scary neighbours
My upstairs neighbours are basically a pair of smelly mentalist cunts. Mr & Mrs Fucking-Cunt, so posh their name is double barreled, are a pair of senile delinquents. Mrs FC has a personal hygene problem, but credit to her, she likes to leave her bedroom window open so anyone within a quarter mile radius can smell her genitals superb impression of Billingsgate fish market. Mr FC is a spitting image of Manuel from Flowery Twats crossed with cocknose and Mr Burns of Simpsons fame.

Pair of bastards both of em.
(Sat 27th Aug 2005, 12:10, More)