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My mate Blackpool Ben was speeding his tits off.

He sat up all night and worked on a "great project". I really didn't want to sit round with a fella on amphetamines all night, watching him jibber and chew his cheeks to buggery, so I went up to bed.

In the morning I went down stairs. Ben hadn't moved. He was still sat where I left him the previous night.

"There you go, Spanky!" said Ben manically. And he passed me the stack of porno mags I kept in the living room - light reading for any guests who may come round.

I flicked through them.

Ben, the utter, utter bastard, had spent the night drawing underwear on every single girl. In biro.

Cunt.

Speed is bad for you, children. In this case it was bad for Ben because I went into the kitchen, picked up a saucepan, and twatted him round the back of the head with it.
( SpankyHanky, Fri 27 Feb 2009, 11:27, 6 replies)

I don't have too many stories for this week...

But I won't get bored whilst you continue at this prolific rate.

You post faster than I can reply you bugger!
( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Fri 27 Feb 2009, 12:43, closed)

I drink coffee
Lots n lots n LOTS of coffee...
( SpankyHanky, Fri 27 Feb 2009, 12:46, closed)

:D
***SPANG***

Nice work.
(Angie the Redneck Wonder, Fri 27 Feb 2009, 12:48, closed)

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haha v good
( browser still relating boring anecdotes into a void on, Fri 27 Feb 2009, 16:11, closed)

Speed
lets you get so much work done.....and then kills you.

Well done Spanky
(BaileyIs A Drunk, Alcoholics go to meetings, Fri 27 Feb 2009, 17:05, closed)

Nice.
Speed never did it for me, but I'm glad it did that to him.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Sat 28 Feb 2009, 20:55, closed)