Thors tale
Now Thor decides Earth is for him, drinking, shagging, fighting (all at once if you're lucky). And he is, lucky that is. First night out he bumps uglies with a rather keen young nymph with a rather fetching speech impediment, you know, cute, makes her sound like a schoolgirl. A few hours later they're back at her place riving each other's clothes off and rattling bones like a pirates gambling den. Now him being a god he is rather impressive in the sack and lasts quite a long time with little recovery needed.

As the sun rises over the gasworks he rolls over to his conquest and say "I have a confession. I'm Thor."

"Thor?" she says, "Thor? I feel like me cuntth thplit!"
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Tue 24 Mar 2009, 15:02, Reply)