Unexpected Nudity
There you are minding your own business, looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when suddenly... SURPRISE TODGER!
Tell us just how un-erotic unexpected encounters with nudey people can be.
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( , Thu 28 May 2009, 13:32)
There you are minding your own business, looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when suddenly... SURPRISE TODGER!
Tell us just how un-erotic unexpected encounters with nudey people can be.
(suggested by wanderingjoe)
( , Thu 28 May 2009, 13:32)
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La-la-la-la-la
One of my friends, Brian, met his first girlfriend at university, married her the year after graduating and for some reason moved up to Northumberland for a lifetime of domestic bliss. This turned out a lot less nudey fun poke time that he was hoping for, and a lot more being told what to do and what not to do by somebody who’d morphed into some kind of proto-Hyacinth Bucket.
Fortunately for him, he found comfort in the fact that he shared the historic county town with a number of similarly under-the-thumb husbands, and an informal support group sprung up where the oppressed could indulge in shared interests. In order to camouflage their sneaky golfing afternoons, pub quiz evenings etc., the cover story of a male voice choir was concocted, however this “front” turned out to be a lot of fun in itself, and one enthusiastic member even decided the group should try coming up with its own material. They must have succeeded, as I had the briefest of text messages from Brian the other week – “Alnwick’s pecked did new ditty!”
( , Mon 1 Jun 2009, 15:34, 4 replies)
One of my friends, Brian, met his first girlfriend at university, married her the year after graduating and for some reason moved up to Northumberland for a lifetime of domestic bliss. This turned out a lot less nudey fun poke time that he was hoping for, and a lot more being told what to do and what not to do by somebody who’d morphed into some kind of proto-Hyacinth Bucket.
Fortunately for him, he found comfort in the fact that he shared the historic county town with a number of similarly under-the-thumb husbands, and an informal support group sprung up where the oppressed could indulge in shared interests. In order to camouflage their sneaky golfing afternoons, pub quiz evenings etc., the cover story of a male voice choir was concocted, however this “front” turned out to be a lot of fun in itself, and one enthusiastic member even decided the group should try coming up with its own material. They must have succeeded, as I had the briefest of text messages from Brian the other week – “Alnwick’s pecked did new ditty!”
( , Mon 1 Jun 2009, 15:34, 4 replies)
I enjoyed it for the Hyacinth Bucket reference
I like her. She makes me laugh.
( , Tue 2 Jun 2009, 1:47, closed)
I like her. She makes me laugh.
( , Tue 2 Jun 2009, 1:47, closed)
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