Profile for RathanDog:
none
Recent front page messages:
none
Best answers to questions:
- a member for 14 years, 1 month and 28 days
- has posted 0 messages on the main board
- has posted 0 messages on the talk board
- has posted 0 messages on the links board
- has posted 1 stories and 5 replies on question of the week
- They liked 0 pictures, 0 links, 0 talk posts, and 11 qotw answers.
- Ignore this user
- Add this user as a friend
- send me a message
none
Recent front page messages:
none
Best answers to questions:
» Creepy!
I guess that counts as scoring in some places...
When I was at University, the local club (The Works) was the sort of place that you had to be totally hammered to even contemplate visiting - you know the sort: sticky floors, music so loud the only place you could hold any kind of conversation was the gents, cut price alcopops and an average clientele IQ well below safe.
One night I was out with a load of the girls from my halls of residence, and had gone to the bar for drinks; when I came back, it was to find one particular friend looking incredibly disturbed - she was wearing a dress that was largely open at the back, and had been chatting away when a total stranger had walked up behind her and licked her from the base of her spine all the way up to her neck. Apparently he was looking at her expectantly when she told him in no uncertain terms to jog right on and never, ever come back.
This must have been about 10 years ago, and to this day I shudder to think about it.
(Mon 11th Apr 2011, 14:32, More)
I guess that counts as scoring in some places...
When I was at University, the local club (The Works) was the sort of place that you had to be totally hammered to even contemplate visiting - you know the sort: sticky floors, music so loud the only place you could hold any kind of conversation was the gents, cut price alcopops and an average clientele IQ well below safe.
One night I was out with a load of the girls from my halls of residence, and had gone to the bar for drinks; when I came back, it was to find one particular friend looking incredibly disturbed - she was wearing a dress that was largely open at the back, and had been chatting away when a total stranger had walked up behind her and licked her from the base of her spine all the way up to her neck. Apparently he was looking at her expectantly when she told him in no uncertain terms to jog right on and never, ever come back.
This must have been about 10 years ago, and to this day I shudder to think about it.
(Mon 11th Apr 2011, 14:32, More)