in halls at uni
one of my house mates (one of those particularly annoying short loud types) turned up completely out of his tree spouting a lot of bullshit barely able to stand etc... so after the typical leaving him slumped sat in a corner puking in the bin while we laughed at him and took photos we decided to mess with him a bit, the next day when he arose bleary eyed with gaps in his memory about how he got home we told him he came home with this gay guy called George and were less than discrete with each other, at first he refused to believe it but since we were all so adamant he eventually started to believe. probably didn't help that a couple of days later we penned a letter of romantic intent from George and left it on the mat for him. i suggested including a love glove with a bit of salad cream deposited on the inside and some brown sauce dried onto the outside with the letter but i was told that was taking it to far i think someone told him the truth eventually, he wasn't quite the same person for a few weeks after

lenght? i hear George is hung like like a horse and twice as energetic
( Reme Philips laid an epic dump on, Fri 14 Dec 2007, 12:06, Reply)