The ravages of rave

DannyL

Wild Horses
An old mate of mine is a big techno DJ, he told me the DJs were all worse monsters than the punters bitd. But when most hit their 40s, like a lof us, out comes the yoga, the AA memberships and so on.
 

WashYourHands

Cat Malogen
Somewhere between 45-52 your arse falls out. Add drug damage on the mic don't manage. I'm fine though. There's that fucking brain bat that keeps flying. As long as you don't look at it, everything's grand. Mirrors though, vampires get it easy. Dorian who? Never heard of him. Peter Pan? You my fucking mother-in-law? Time? I'll do time for you cunt. Sorry.
 

version

Well-known member
"The chemist turned back page after page. Sandy shrivelled smell he seems to have. Shrunken skull. And old. Quest for the philosopher's stone. The alchemists. Drugs age you after mental excitement. Lethargy then. Why? Reaction. A lifetime in a night. Gradually changes your character."
 
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