Bedroom Disasters
Big Girl's Blouse asks: Drug fuelled orgies ending in a pile of vomit? Accidental spillage of Chocolate Pudding looking like a dirty protest? Someone walking in on you doing something that isn't what it looks like?... Tell us about your Bedroom Disasters
( , Thu 23 Jun 2011, 15:14)
Big Girl's Blouse asks: Drug fuelled orgies ending in a pile of vomit? Accidental spillage of Chocolate Pudding looking like a dirty protest? Someone walking in on you doing something that isn't what it looks like?... Tell us about your Bedroom Disasters
( , Thu 23 Jun 2011, 15:14)
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He'd cooked that night. With Scotch Bonnet Peppers. Which he chopped by hand.
Yep. Exactly what you're thinking happened. At 4am.
I wasn't very impressed.
( , Sat 25 Jun 2011, 12:49, 15 replies)
Yep. Exactly what you're thinking happened. At 4am.
I wasn't very impressed.
( , Sat 25 Jun 2011, 12:49, 15 replies)
I think this is very childish of you, stuj.
Hopefully someday you will be mature enough to be in a relationship where people are open about their food.
( , Sat 25 Jun 2011, 13:28, closed)
Hopefully someday you will be mature enough to be in a relationship where people are open about their food.
( , Sat 25 Jun 2011, 13:28, closed)
but he cooked for you !
i find your attitude selfish and ungratfull
( , Sat 25 Jun 2011, 13:35, closed)
i find your attitude selfish and ungratfull
( , Sat 25 Jun 2011, 13:35, closed)
Scotch Bonnet Peppers:
Pretty good cook, frisky in the early morning.
( , Sat 25 Jun 2011, 14:17, closed)
Pretty good cook, frisky in the early morning.
( , Sat 25 Jun 2011, 14:17, closed)
Quite possibly.
It's the only bedroom disaster story I have though.
STOP PICKING ON ME, YOU'RE NOT MY REAL MUM :(
( , Sat 25 Jun 2011, 17:03, closed)
It's the only bedroom disaster story I have though.
STOP PICKING ON ME, YOU'RE NOT MY REAL MUM :(
( , Sat 25 Jun 2011, 17:03, closed)
He spoiled the taste of your banana instant whip?
What. A. Cunt.
( , Sun 26 Jun 2011, 20:47, closed)
What. A. Cunt.
( , Sun 26 Jun 2011, 20:47, closed)
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