
Ever gone on a date when "she" turned out to be a male university lecturer in his 50s who tucked his shirt into his Y-fronts? No, me neither. Tell us how it all went shit-faced.
( , Thu 4 Sep 2014, 13:13)
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Grace, perhaps, if he was a Prod; but fate's a bit much.
I realise I'm missing the point of the story here.
( , Sat 6 Sep 2014, 18:20, 1 reply)

i was more interested in examining the inside of a voddie bottle, after that.
( , Sat 6 Sep 2014, 18:23, closed)

It's months since I left the house or, like, spoke to anyone. Even a debate on theology isn't going to shift me.
( , Sat 6 Sep 2014, 22:24, closed)
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