
Our pal Freddie Woo says: Climbing into the back seat of the car, she sat on a fortnight-old bag of food shopping I had completely forgotten about. The stench of a bag of bean sprouts popping open is a real passion-killer, I can tell you for nothing. Tell us about the shag you didn't have because you blew it.
( , Thu 22 May 2014, 14:01)
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That's how she found out she was my girlfriend.
( , Sun 25 May 2014, 10:28, 2 replies)

your story needs a little more depth
( , Sun 25 May 2014, 13:44, closed)

but brevity is the soul of wit.
( , Sun 25 May 2014, 16:03, closed)
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