
Travelling through Seattle a good 15 years ago, I remembered an old friend I used to blow up Action Men with. We were bored, nothing to lose , so I looked him up in the phonebook. He was the only one of that name in there. "Come and stay," goes he.
Me and my mates were living in a car at that point so a bed was a novelty. After searching for a while, we rock up to a very posh mansion on Puget Sound with its own Helipad. "Come flying," goes he.
Has your luck held out recently?
( , Thu 14 Sep 2006, 18:43)
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He did do that in my cellar
Mind you MY good fortune was him telling me what his missus did to, ahem, get him in the mood: now my cellar seems strangely erotic
As my missus found out last night when I took her up the wrong 'un down there ;)
( , Thu 21 Sep 2006, 14:17, Reply)
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