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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)
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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I was on the internet, seriously impressing some nerds with my credentials as a fanny magnet,
and there were all these big boobed bitches around my home-office chair, rubbing my chest and balls.
I was clearly only moments away from being fellated on an industrial scale.
However, I accidentally deleted the thread which proved my manliness, exactly as the Lynx Voodoo ceased to work its magic.
My subterfuge uncovered, they blew raspberries at me and I had to sneak on back to my parents basement to wank dejectedly.
Oh well... at least those stupid nerds think I'm a fucking stud.
( , Wed 28 May 2014, 14:30, 3 replies)
and there were all these big boobed bitches around my home-office chair, rubbing my chest and balls.
I was clearly only moments away from being fellated on an industrial scale.
However, I accidentally deleted the thread which proved my manliness, exactly as the Lynx Voodoo ceased to work its magic.
My subterfuge uncovered, they blew raspberries at me and I had to sneak on back to my parents basement to wank dejectedly.
Oh well... at least those stupid nerds think I'm a fucking stud.
( , Wed 28 May 2014, 14:30, 3 replies)
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