I was in the bath with Sean Lock the other day. We bathe together on a regular basis and the main
reason is for me to make sure that he does not go wallow in the idea that his best years are in fact behind him.

"Rastacise, was genius." I says to him. "The whole 15 storeys high and the radio show were brilliant."

Week in and week out, him offering encouragement. However, the other week things started to go a bit strange. It was about the point when the bath water starts to become less than body temperature, a bit grey, the Mr Matey isn't as foamy and conversation has come to an end.

"The 8 out of 10 cats does countdown needs a rethink," I proposed, as a conversation.

"Why?" says Sean.

"Well, that Joe Wilkinson is to say the least dated and I am not sure the nation is grabbing onto his bosom nor indeed is he clutching the nation's bosom."

At which point, Sean stands up and I clearly see his urethra start to open and spiralling out of the urethra comes what I can only describe as piss. Sean had accidentally pissed in the bath and because I was so shocked my mouth was agape and his piss went in my mouth.

We laughed about it later but our hearts weren't truly into the laughter. I cancelled the next bath night and instead went to Chariots II and watched old re-runs of unsatisfying gay pornography on the large screen plasma.

Washed up old comedians will never trump iniquitous visits to gay saunas with re-runs of old pornographic films starring Aidan Shaw.
( d.r._and_quinch when will you be famous?, Fri 30 Aug 2013, 23:13, 1 reply)

Yeah, we got it. You're
gay.

Thanks for sharing, again.
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