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Like a butler you mean? Hey that would be really posh! I say, Jeeves!
Traditionally the younger sons of the upper classes went into the clergy, and we all know that the the upper classes would roger a mongoose if it stood still long enough, so it's no surprise that the church has inherited a legacy of sexual deviancy.
and the upper classes being traditionally landowners, I wouldn't be surprised in the least if Ones Manservant was required to bring in the crops so to speak
Of course, to say for sure that vicar's story wasn't credible one would have to have some experience in inserting things up the bottom and the requisites of the aforesaid manoevre, so obviously, unlike you lot above, I wouldn't know.
I know of someone whose party trick was to insert a garden gnome up their bum, and for encore have two women fisting them of which one at least once was my ex landlady
But accidently inserting a potato up your bum, that's about as likely as a priest 'accidently' impaling themselves on a choirboy
Shame he wasn't a portly monk, or there would have been a deep fat friar joke in there somewhere. And you have to ask - was the bloke with the Russian dolls dressed up as a really big one himself?
Of course, to say for sure that vicar's story wasn't credible one would have to have some experience in inserting things up the bottom and the requisites of the aforesaid manoevre, so obviously, unlike you lot above, I wouldn't know.
Obviously a man of your calibre would have a man to do that for you?
Of course, to say for sure that vicar's story wasn't credible one would have to have some experience in inserting things up the bottom and the requisites of the aforesaid manoevre, so obviously, unlike you lot above, I wouldn't know.
Stuck Up! capitalizes on this human capability of coming up with creative applications for everyday (and not-so everyday) items way beyond their designated uses, and features 100 X-ray images of foreign objects inserted into human bodies, accidentally or on purpose. “It was a million-to-one shot, Doc.” “My hands were full.” “I fell.”
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