I Hurt My Rude Bits, AgainMy 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.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
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Your mate has a remarkably punchable countenance. Does he suffer many random attacks?(
Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Thu 7 Mar 2013, 21:50,
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Reminds me of the (likewise very punchable) lead singer of 90s orchestral britpop also-rans, My Life Story.
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Happy Phantom has been to Hastings, Brighton, and Eastbourne too, Thu 7 Mar 2013, 22:25,
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Not as far as I knowHe and Alex (who had just hit me in the balls) once got into a bollock punching war - in fact, I believe it was the very night the picture was taken. The war was ended without a winner being declared due to concerns regarding the inability to father children although Alex got his underpants thrown into the river while attempting to recover a bottle of cider, so Dave ended the night ahead.
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MatJ LOOK, Thu 7 Mar 2013, 22:34,
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I'm sure it was a great nightAnd I bet your mates are ok guys
But that retelling just made you all sound like total cunts
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mictoboy shitting in your cunt since, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 9:48,
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It sounds badBut we were eighteen in a small town in darkest Suffolk ( I actually went to school the same place Amorous Badger did) and life could get dull.
All participants are now five years older and (slightly) less dickish.
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MatJ LOOK, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 14:20,
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