Not that bad - but made me feel small...
A few years ago my, now ex, girlfriend lived in Glasgow (was a student there). We used to go turn about at weekends (I'd go through every other weekend, and she'd come back the weekends in between).

My best friend (we're not that close anymore - although supposedly I'm going to be his kids Godparent) came through with me once (stayed in the student flats for 3 straight weeks - but that's beside the point).

We were all out on the lash in Glasgow anyway, in Frankenstein's the pub specifically, mate was speeding out of his head, and I went to to the wee boys room. There I discover my mate trying to sell base (bass? Speed or whatever when I was younger!) to random strangers going to and fro in the gents. Dickhead.

So, as I'm just a drinker and didn't want to get involved in any altercations with police / doormen / alsations / squares, I tell him to shut the fuck up.

I go to the urinal.

This is the pub Frankenstein's remember so the music (if it can be called that) in the gents is very horror-esque.

I pull out Wee Ally, and let the juices run clear. Lots of clanking chains and shrieks in the music. At this point I notice my mate joining me at the urinal.

"Holy shit! Look! We're the same size! HAHAHAHA!"

I look at him (not his cock before you think it) and say "stop staring at other peoples cocks before I batter you." totally serious. Had had enough of him.

I later retold this story to my girlfriend who burst into laughter.

Pardon me?


GF: "Base / speed / whatever shrinks your cock! He must be huge!"

TMI on everyone's behalf. My cock size is not a topic of laughter, damnit.

Size? Read the post.
(allywilson, Thu 6 Sep 2007, 19:30, Reply)