And a real story now...
I was working in a well know chain of pubs, which serves cheap drinks. While I was working there, this hippocrocopig of a girl for some strange reason fancied me.

One night, a group of staff went out on a sunday (having worked the fridayand sat), i went for a cheeky few as I had work the following morning.

A few turned in half a dozen pints of bud, and host of vodka shots. To demonstrate how wasted I was at this point, my mate offers to get the next round, asks what I want, 'anything but JD' says I. I wander over to the bar and order JD. Frankly I'm surprised they served me.

I get chatting to bushpig, and one thing leads to another and she's trying to eat me, tonsils first. She then invites herself back to mine.

Being a farm lad, this is all new to her, and in my enibriated state, think that if we do the deed outside in the haybarn, parents won't hear, sneak her out in the morning, jobs a good'un. So finish in the barn, take her to bed, and studpidly go at it again before passing out in a heap.

She managed to coincide going to the loo as my father was getting up to go milking, but then told everyone i knew that we had sex in a haybarn, so that my nickname for the next year, was unsurprisingly haybarn.

She turned out to be a total nutjob, who I did the best to ignore for the rest of the time she worked in the pub. I'm ashamed of making the beast with two backs with her, and I'm even more ashamed that people found out!
( Moonraker isn't the droid you were looking for, Thu 1 Dec 2005, 16:40, Reply)