I Hurt My Rude Bits, Again
My commute to work was made excellent the other day when I saw a motorcyclist try to ride on the pavement to avoid a traffic queue, lose control, fall off and land bollock-first on a concrete bollard. He was fine, eventually – but tell us your tales of the old blinding agony to the gentleman's or gentlewoman's area.
( , Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
My commute to work was made excellent the other day when I saw a motorcyclist try to ride on the pavement to avoid a traffic queue, lose control, fall off and land bollock-first on a concrete bollard. He was fine, eventually – but tell us your tales of the old blinding agony to the gentleman's or gentlewoman's area.
( , Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
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Where is this wonderful pub
where I can go to be sat on by some lad who strokes my face, before going home with sore genitalia?
( , Thu 7 Mar 2013, 19:35, 1 reply)
where I can go to be sat on by some lad who strokes my face, before going home with sore genitalia?
( , Thu 7 Mar 2013, 19:35, 1 reply)
I live in Suffolk and this has never happened to me.
Obviously I don't go in the right gay pubs :(((
( , Thu 7 Mar 2013, 21:35, closed)
Obviously I don't go in the right gay pubs :(((
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