Stop me if you've heard this one before
I've already mentioned Barking Mad Sharon on these pages, but the tale is worth repeating.

Barking Mad Sharon - with whom I 'enjoyed' a tempestuous and mercifully short affair - was into, amongst other things, golden showers.

My problem was that I found I could not perform to order, and cunningly pissed into a jar eariler in the day. My own idea of a special present for my screechy beloved.

So: "Piss on me! Piss on my tits!" she demanded.

She got the whole, rank, horribly cold jar all over her milky white basooms.

The passion died, and the affair was over.

Thank God.
( Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Sun 17 Jun 2007, 14:16, Reply)