Apparently I'm a sex offender
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
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uni trauma
on my first day at university, we were all sitting around in the new kitchen having one of the "getting to know you" conversations. you know there are two that you have - firstly you all find out about each other's courses and 'a'-levels.
then, a bit later into the friendship, being horny 18 year olds and some desperate virgins, you all ask "so how many have you slept with then"?
so, very first day, halfway through the first polite typical conversation and with a room full of strangers, i managed to cut my hand on a box.
"owwww!" i moaned, clutching my hand. "i've just fucked my finger!"
long, long silence.
especially from the mothers having tea at the back of the room... ah well.
( , Fri 18 Aug 2006, 18:34, Reply)
on my first day at university, we were all sitting around in the new kitchen having one of the "getting to know you" conversations. you know there are two that you have - firstly you all find out about each other's courses and 'a'-levels.
then, a bit later into the friendship, being horny 18 year olds and some desperate virgins, you all ask "so how many have you slept with then"?
so, very first day, halfway through the first polite typical conversation and with a room full of strangers, i managed to cut my hand on a box.
"owwww!" i moaned, clutching my hand. "i've just fucked my finger!"
long, long silence.
especially from the mothers having tea at the back of the room... ah well.
( , Fri 18 Aug 2006, 18:34, Reply)
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