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  • EternalOptimist
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    Originally posted by SallyAnne View Post
    You've lost me there EO!
    <cough>


    Its not that bad a story actually......So I was in Benidorm a couple of years ago and picked up this welsh rugby player (as you do)

    He was a bit of a romantic, so we went for a walk on the beach and stuff (which I found quite frustrating as I'd picked him up for a reason if you get my drift!)
    Anyway...gets back to the hotel and we proceed to have what I was expecting to be a wild night of rumpy. The bloke couldnt' have BEEN more manly (big massive strapping rubgy player FFS!!) so I was expecting big things!
    Ahem...about 5 minutes later he falls asleep with a very content look on his face
    I digress...the point of the story was that he actually thought he'd shagged me up the a*se...when infact all he'd actually done was got very excited over a bit of a cheek wink. His manhood was so "challenged" he hadn't even broken the seal (so to speak!)

    I found it hard to look him in the face after that...and being the lady that I am, I resisted the urge to tell all of his rubgy player mates about it


    Oh well, must "crack" on now (See what I did there! IGMC)


    <cough>

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  • ThomasSoerensen
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    Originally posted by SallyAnne View Post


    I'd like to take this opportunity point out that I dont advocate sh*tter love, as *a friend of mine* got a bit carried away over the easter weekend and may have ended up with quite a serious water infection!!
    In her defence, she was very p*ssed and stoned at the time.
    So she tells me
    Defense ? How is it a defense that you are so drunk and stoned you get yourself assraped?

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  • SallyAnne
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    Originally posted by EternalOptimist View Post
    Long memory here.

    Rugby player, tin tin, 'didn't break the seal'
    watch it cheeky chops
    You've lost me there EO!

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  • EternalOptimist
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    Originally posted by SallyAnne View Post


    I'd like to take this opportunity point out that I dont advocate sh*tter love, as *a friend of mine* got a bit carried away over the easter weekend and may have ended up with quite a serious water infection!!
    In her defence, she was very p*ssed and stoned at the time.
    So she tells me
    Long memory here.

    Rugby player, tin tin, 'didn't break the seal'
    watch it cheeky chops




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  • SallyAnne
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    I'd like to take this opportunity point out that I dont advocate sh*tter love, as *a friend of mine* got a bit carried away over the easter weekend and may have ended up with quite a serious water infection!!
    In her defence, she was very p*ssed and stoned at the time.
    So she tells me

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  • chef
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    im stunned this isnt in light relief already

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  • EternalOptimist
    started a topic EO's rude poem

    EO's rude poem

    Walking back from Hale, up that long hill, thinking about recent cuk threads, thinking about Pogles homoerotic image and Macca's divorce settlement. I wondered whether I could ever bone a bird who had a wooden leg
    Then I set it to a rhyme

    I knew this bird from Liverpool
    I never had one fitter
    She had a great big accident
    It didnt make her bitter
    We carried on our sex-life
    There's no way I'm a quitter
    I said 'Never mind her wooden leg'
    and whopped it up her sh 1 tter





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