Sunday, July 23, 2006
Rehashed former happiness
girls nadgers
a kissed a girl right on the kipper.. she sneezed and blew my hat off. temporarily stunned I reach for my pants and found 'Clare'.
She was sixfoot three with twelve more inches of bagels on her bonce. I watch helplessly as she helped herself.
It's a testament to the power of speech in that I couldn't think of anything to say to her lucious frame... slowly a thought formed, I opened my mouth and out spilled 'Do you think the Wethergirls were fat on purpose?'
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Feck ...Im bored Mick. Anyone fancy a pint?
aye lad.
It will have to be a cyber pint though. here you go. Mmmmmm that is the best pint I ever had on the internerd. ooops! I just knocked yours over while having a word with these electric women. i don't like the look of yours jez, she's covered in a cyber scoop for one thing and....
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