Busted
I came home one night to discover a couple standing locked in a tight embrace under the deck of my house, right outside the back door (my house backs onto a delightful carpark/alleyway combo, so it probably seems fairly secluded if you don't realise people live there).

I was only nipping in briefly to pick up a jacket, so I just strolled up to the door, nodded at them, went in, grabbed the jacket and came back out to my friend's waiting car. When I exited the house, the guy was standing there looking embarrassed while the girl struggled to pull up her tights. I got into the car. "I think they were rooting under your deck," my friend remarked. "I don't really care," I replied, "as long as they don't leave their used franger lying around."

The next morning I opened the back door to see a forlorn condom lying crumpled on the ground directly outside. Filthy buggers.
(oball needs Satan more than he needs me, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 4:14, 2 replies)

Rooting!!! Franger!!!
And what part of Australia are you from exactly?
( difficultchild, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 8:30, closed)

Tassie
And I've heard all the incest jokes already.
(oball needs Satan more than he needs me, Mon 27 Apr 2009, 14:00, closed)