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Robs story reminds me of my own. I went out on the piss with my mates the night before I had to travel up to Wales from London to visit my Folks and sis. Had a right old laff. Woke up next day a bit rough and made it to the train.
Went to visit my sis first who lives 3 miles from my folks, had a chat and a few beers then left for the walk to my parents. Here's where it starts going wrong.. on the walk home I start getting a real sharp stabbing pain inside my bumhole, really starts hurting and I'm suddenly in agony walking all funny whilst pulling arse cheeks apart to releive pain and realising I desperatly need a dodgy shit. Get to my folks, say a quick hello tne rush to the bog for a poo.
OWWW... ARRGGGHH FUCKING OWWW NNNGGGG... WHAT THE OWWW.... look in the reddened bowl and see about 2 3rds of a COCKTAIL STICK poking out of my log!! To my recollection I had been nowhere near any cocktail sticks the night before.
(Fri 14th Jul 2006, 0:43, More)
Similar story
Robs story reminds me of my own. I went out on the piss with my mates the night before I had to travel up to Wales from London to visit my Folks and sis. Had a right old laff. Woke up next day a bit rough and made it to the train.
Went to visit my sis first who lives 3 miles from my folks, had a chat and a few beers then left for the walk to my parents. Here's where it starts going wrong.. on the walk home I start getting a real sharp stabbing pain inside my bumhole, really starts hurting and I'm suddenly in agony walking all funny whilst pulling arse cheeks apart to releive pain and realising I desperatly need a dodgy shit. Get to my folks, say a quick hello tne rush to the bog for a poo.
OWWW... ARRGGGHH FUCKING OWWW NNNGGGG... WHAT THE OWWW.... look in the reddened bowl and see about 2 3rds of a COCKTAIL STICK poking out of my log!! To my recollection I had been nowhere near any cocktail sticks the night before.
(Fri 14th Jul 2006, 0:43, More)