Soccer thug sex.
So I'm calmly browsing the back of Bizarre magazine, which, as you may or may not know, is sealed because it's full of porn, reviews of porn, and (mostly), adverts.

Anyhow, this one takes my fancy, mainly because it's totally different to the usual litany of "30 Second Quick Relief," "Live tunc action with dirty old slappers," and "Catheter Out, Cock In!" reams of "squalid perverted filth" (their words, not mine.) It's a shortish list of recorded phone sex tales of the homosexual variety. Now, I normally lean towards womenfolk, but this time I just HAD to ring one.

Why?

Because there was a Web address at the bottom: www.scallysex.co.uk

Yes, folks, I rang a chav-themed phone sex line. Specifically, "Soccer thug sex."

I won't spoil the fun for any of you reprobates who are morbidly curious enough to do so, but I've never been able to stump up the courage to watch The Football Factory since.

Length? Well, it's a bit of an optimistic shot, but any hole's a goal...

Also, *pop*.
(Encolpius, Thu 13 Sep 2007, 22:10, Reply)