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EddTehTed gave me this

for colouring his picture in.

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what you talking about madge...

(Tue 31st Oct 2006, 9:02, More)

My first Kitty Pic

(Fri 5th Apr 2002, 13:29, More)

Best answers to questions:

» Have you ever paid for sex?

not me honest
My mate hates when i tell this story... lets refer to him as M. We were in amsterdam and he went in to see a hooker, a very pretty girl from birmingham,there had to be one (cat deeley exception). However having drunk quite a lot of strong dutch lager he decided he needed the toilet before doing the deed. the conversation went something like this..
M. have you got a toilet i can use?
Pro. No but for another 40 euros you can piss on me.
M. Looks in wallet.. looks at whore, looks in wallet again, MMM OK.
M. Deed done, as he walks out she's stood mopping the floor, so he turns round and says "call me".
Comes outside tells us all the story and adds, didn't think i had enough money to tell her i needed a shit!
(Mon 23rd Jan 2006, 20:55, More)

» Housemates from hell

smelly man
chris pennington, he could shower spray deodorant and in 5 minutes stink the houseout,seriously he must have had some bad genes or something.. However the worst thing he did wasn't to stink.. when we were packing up the houseat the end of term he had his computer left on in the lounge so I rummaged through it looking for porn. Well porn I found but not normal porn, oh no he had a thing for gunk.. lots of pictures of celebs been gunged on kids tv. To top this lust off though he'd joined some sort of fetish website and posted pictures of him pouring custard over his horrid naked body and dunking his fetid cock in in.. Of course I had to email these round everyone I knew, well I didn't have to, but he does still owe me 300 so I guess its justice..
(Tue 10th Apr 2007, 19:52, More)

» Secret Santa

used to work in woolies
I was 18 and slightly nieve, I was a trainee manager. Apart from my mate who I hired for saturday work the rest of the staff were women and one gay bloke. Therefore I got a constant barrage of teasing and sexual abuse from all, Secret santa comes round and one of the women managed to get my name, it turns out by swapping with the one who actually got it, she was 28 very nice, had been flirting heavily with me, and married to a local hardcase bouncer etc.. Xmas party in the staff room and she gives me my present in front of everyone. A pack of condoms. Oh how we all laughed that they could give me something so rude. Still I used them with her that weekend in the cellar of the pub while her husband was working on the door in the adjacent nightclub. I would say I'm sorry but it turns out he'd been knocking her about a bit and she left him shortly afterwards.
(Tue 19th Dec 2006, 14:40, More)

» Walkman Flashbacks

Ice cream vans
Every time I hear the ice cream van it reminds me of my first 99. i also love TV jingles..
(Thu 24th Mar 2005, 11:02, More)

» Pathological Liars

pants on fire
I knew a guy once who is the biggest liar in the world..
It all became apparent when he moved to uni. At our school leaving do (prom) he'd had his picture taken with a girl and told all and sundry at uni that it was his girlfriend, would have got away with it if someone from the same class didn't live 3 doors away in the uni halls and pointed out that it was in fact his best mates girlfriend.
It all spread from there, guess he'd moved down to London and thought he should be leading a bigger life than he was, so claimed to be a film director, outlandish claims of meeting Spielberg and Scorcese in bars and being their best mates followed,and all the feature films he was getting funding for.
He made one shit film that was about 10 mins long, a d-rate zombie post apocolypse thing, he was an extra in it that got shot 1 min in and not the director.
I caught up with him a while ago on farcebook, he told me about buying a house in France and spending his days working between Switzerland and London earning a fortune, only he decided to stay in his shitty bedsit as he loved living the real London life.

Couldn't be arsed to reply.

What a cock..

Anyway gotta go, meeting Jackie Chan about some paint.
(Fri 30th Nov 2007, 9:02, More)
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