Guilty Secrets
We were shocked - nay, disgusted - to read on an internet discussion forum of a chap's confession that his darkest, guiltiest secret was that he recently cracked one out over press photos of tragic MILF Kate McCann. He reasoned that "she's a good Catholic girl and looks dirty, so she'd probably go bareback".
What guilty secrets can you no longer keep to yourself?
( , Fri 31 Aug 2007, 12:22)
We were shocked - nay, disgusted - to read on an internet discussion forum of a chap's confession that his darkest, guiltiest secret was that he recently cracked one out over press photos of tragic MILF Kate McCann. He reasoned that "she's a good Catholic girl and looks dirty, so she'd probably go bareback".
What guilty secrets can you no longer keep to yourself?
( , Fri 31 Aug 2007, 12:22)
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OK, recent guilty secret
I was in the supermarket a few days ago. last Tuesday or something, in the beer section shopping around for something pleasant to put in my mouth (ooo, matron). I spy a big, fat wallet sitting on a shelf. It has plastic in it, a driver's licence and two or three *hundred* pounds in it.
"Holy shitting christ!" I think and, on instinct, hand it in to the nearest supermarket employee I see.
My guilty secret is that I have felt like an absolute, 100%, fur-lined, ocean-going, prize twat ever since. Bollocks to feeling good about doing the right thing, I should have handed it back minus the cash, or not at all. Yeah, that makes me a bad person, but I don't care. Pray you never lose your wallet in Guildford, because that is absolutely the last time I'm handing a wallet in. My conscience won't allow it.
( , Mon 3 Sep 2007, 12:21, Reply)
I was in the supermarket a few days ago. last Tuesday or something, in the beer section shopping around for something pleasant to put in my mouth (ooo, matron). I spy a big, fat wallet sitting on a shelf. It has plastic in it, a driver's licence and two or three *hundred* pounds in it.
"Holy shitting christ!" I think and, on instinct, hand it in to the nearest supermarket employee I see.
My guilty secret is that I have felt like an absolute, 100%, fur-lined, ocean-going, prize twat ever since. Bollocks to feeling good about doing the right thing, I should have handed it back minus the cash, or not at all. Yeah, that makes me a bad person, but I don't care. Pray you never lose your wallet in Guildford, because that is absolutely the last time I'm handing a wallet in. My conscience won't allow it.
( , Mon 3 Sep 2007, 12:21, Reply)
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