
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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You should have either stuck to lager, in which case you could have simply blamed getting brewer's droop on her being ugly, or gin. Because gin makes a man mean.
( , Thu 29 May 2014, 0:09, Reply)
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