
My awesome grandad flew in Wellingtons in the war. Damn, those shortages were terrible. Tell us about brilliant-stroke-rubbish grandparents.
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( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:51)
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Soz not my own story but Sir Itchalot's grandad (both of them as it turns out) used to stick their hands down his pants; at first the sweets used to shut him up, but after a while he grew to love it. Now one's dead and the other is fucked from a stroke, but he still remembers those days fondly, and is looking forward to practicing on his own kids.
( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:53, 11 replies)

( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:56, closed)

That would still be better than your 'story'.
( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 22:02, closed)

Rory's just being angry on the Internet, if you poke him he might growl at you and gnash his teeth in an amusing way.
( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 22:00, closed)

You can have your 1st. It would just be nice if you could provide a story to go along with it...
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( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 22:11, closed)

Waaah! Mummy, that nasty boy over there's being horrible to me!
1/10. Must do better. Meanwhile, I'm going to read some proper stories and ponder my own.
( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 23:03, closed)

You must have been too ugly to get felt up by your grandparents...
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( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 23:30, closed)

I feel slightly guilty about, like taking the piss out of the fat retarded kid at school.
( , Thu 2 Jun 2011, 23:53, closed)

But anything that makes you feel better. You know, to help you forget about wandering grandparental hands...
( , Fri 3 Jun 2011, 15:30, closed)

and you're running out of material, I know. Just log back in as another of your aliases and just spew the same shit out again.
( , Fri 3 Jun 2011, 4:27, closed)

or is it the many familial hands from your youth that seem to be disturbing you and keeping you awake
( , Fri 3 Jun 2011, 14:16, closed)
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