OK - well - genuinely - one of the students in our shared house was studying massage.
She was really quite fit, and a complete and utter hippy: stoner, auras, shakras, yoga, yurt music - the lot.

I willingly played victim to her learning of new techniques, as - well - I got a free massage out of it, you dicks.

After one session, which involved oils, sitar music and joss-sticks, she finished up, and said cooly, "So - what shall we do now?", lighting a joint.

Feeling chilled, and strangely energised and cheeky, I turned to her with an immensely cheesy grin, and, wiggling my eyebrows up and down like Borat, I said "Now ... we go to ma room, and we make sweet, beautiful luuurrrrve!", hoping for a laugh, and expecting a slap if I kept it up.

"Oh, OK ... " she said, cooly.

"Er ... no, H - I was joking ... " I said, completely bamboozled.

"Oh, OK ... " she said, cooly.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 22 May 2014, 16:39, 7 replies)

you need some advice from George! here

( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Thu 22 May 2014, 16:52, closed)

I'm already drowning in poon.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 22 May 2014, 17:39, closed)

This really happened.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Thu 22 May 2014, 17:04, closed)

Yup. I was chatting to her only the other day, and she was whining about male customers asking for extras.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 22 May 2014, 17:39, closed)

She only has herself to blame if she keeps answering 'Oh, OK ...'

( drimble he'd been white, he'd been black, Thu 22 May 2014, 18:20, closed)

It's actually "ook".


( Happy Phantom has been to Hastings, Brighton, and Eastbourne too, Fri 23 May 2014, 11:18, closed)

... and this is why replies should be able to win.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 23 May 2014, 12:57, closed)