Doobie
Was in Amsterdam last week with Ms Hanky for a romantic Valentine's week holiday.

Was sat in a coffeeshop absolutely cunted to the tenth degree.

Reached into my pocket and pulled out a packet of cigs. Sparked one up.

The fella who ran the place rushes up to me.

"No, no, no! You can't do that in here!" He said in that lovely compressed Dutch accent they have.

I tried to focus my eyes on him.

He was holding a joint the size of a lamp post.

"Smoke this instead. Its only super skunk, nice n smooth. Three Euros."

Well, fuck me... I love that city... I actually want to have full blown sexual intercourse with that city...
( SpankyHanky, Thu 26 Feb 2009, 8:06, 6 replies)

I apologise in advance for outrageous stereotyping
But did he actually say "dree euroche"?
( Ghoti Fingers, Thu 26 Feb 2009, 8:45, closed)

hey
do you want to come back to my playshce?

we can play dominoesche and schport fuck!
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 26 Feb 2009, 8:49, closed)

Shleaze and filth?
Gently bellowed repeatedly by a man advertising the wares of his special type of shop, as though he was selling the Amsterdam Evening News.
( Ghoti Fingers, Thu 26 Feb 2009, 9:09, closed)

Live sexsh showe
said the fella as the Mrs and I walked past... I said: "Well, of course... they're not going to be dead, are they?"
( SpankyHanky, Thu 26 Feb 2009, 9:11, closed)

Aaah,
I see you haven't uncovered the thriving 'Necro' scene in the 'dam.

Its dead good, i left with a nice stiffy...
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Thu 26 Feb 2009, 9:31, closed)

Frostbite
on my john thomas. Nasty. Won't go there again, not unless they warm the cadaver up in the microwave first.
( SpankyHanky, Thu 26 Feb 2009, 10:02, closed)