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» That's when I knew it was over...
I knew it was over when...
When I was about 16, I had a girlfriend who was your stereotypical daughter-of-the-vicar, shy, country girl type. We were both virgins; I was incredibly horny (even by teenage boy standards) and she... wasn't.
She rang me up one day telling me that her parents were out and that I should come round later so we could have "fun". Imagining the delights that lay ahead of me, I quickly agreed in the squeaky way only a nervous, horny teenager can and shat myself with excitement for the few hours till then.
I came over to her quaint little house that evening (no pun intended) wearing disgusting aftershave, and with a multipack of condoms, whipped cream and a great deal of lube, assuming that my prudish girlfriend had suddenly become some sort of sex fiend.
After a bit of snogging on the couch, she said she was off "to get the videos", at which point I practically had a heart attack. As she went off to get what I assumed would be Anal Adventures or somesuch, I took the liberty of undressing myself fully, and getting my soldier prepared to march into battle.
Needless to say, when she came back into the room with chick flicks for a night of conversation, finding my naked and lubricated self on her living room couch came as quite a surprise. It didn't last much longer, and she wouldn't even let me stay long enough to finish myself off. Shame really...
(Thu 21st Jul 2005, 22:55, More)
I knew it was over when...
When I was about 16, I had a girlfriend who was your stereotypical daughter-of-the-vicar, shy, country girl type. We were both virgins; I was incredibly horny (even by teenage boy standards) and she... wasn't.
She rang me up one day telling me that her parents were out and that I should come round later so we could have "fun". Imagining the delights that lay ahead of me, I quickly agreed in the squeaky way only a nervous, horny teenager can and shat myself with excitement for the few hours till then.
I came over to her quaint little house that evening (no pun intended) wearing disgusting aftershave, and with a multipack of condoms, whipped cream and a great deal of lube, assuming that my prudish girlfriend had suddenly become some sort of sex fiend.
After a bit of snogging on the couch, she said she was off "to get the videos", at which point I practically had a heart attack. As she went off to get what I assumed would be Anal Adventures or somesuch, I took the liberty of undressing myself fully, and getting my soldier prepared to march into battle.
Needless to say, when she came back into the room with chick flicks for a night of conversation, finding my naked and lubricated self on her living room couch came as quite a surprise. It didn't last much longer, and she wouldn't even let me stay long enough to finish myself off. Shame really...
(Thu 21st Jul 2005, 22:55, More)
» Your Greatest Dilemmas
GIF or JPEG?
JPEGs are so nice, and colour-ey, but those GIFs load so fast, and they can dance around like no-one's business. I'm lost!
(Wed 19th May 2004, 21:55, More)
GIF or JPEG?
JPEGs are so nice, and colour-ey, but those GIFs load so fast, and they can dance around like no-one's business. I'm lost!
(Wed 19th May 2004, 21:55, More)
» Have you ever been rude to a celebrity?
In a hotel somewhere...
My mate came up to me in the restaurant, telling me that he'd seen David Seaman in the lift, to which I replied something along the lines of "so? he's just some washed-up footballer cunt!" Little did I know he was sitting within earshot, two tables away...
(Thu 15th Apr 2004, 13:21, More)
In a hotel somewhere...
My mate came up to me in the restaurant, telling me that he'd seen David Seaman in the lift, to which I replied something along the lines of "so? he's just some washed-up footballer cunt!" Little did I know he was sitting within earshot, two tables away...
(Thu 15th Apr 2004, 13:21, More)