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« Reply #20 on: February 29, 2012, 06:30:32 am » |
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I've peed off the end of the platform at Kings Cross because I was too drunk to find a toilet.
Yeah I can tick that box too. I peed off the platform at Luton Airport Parkway and when admonished by the staff I waved my gold card at them shouting 'Do you know who I am?'
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Intravenous real ale at Sixfields. Make it happen
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singcobb
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« Reply #21 on: February 29, 2012, 09:46:16 am » |
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I once got caught in a compromising position in a parked car down a very quiet back lane. The car parked behind us and the bloke appeared to be doing paperwork(days before laptops and mobiles). The girl I was with was a right little minx and decided to give the bloke a treat, so as she straddled me she took off her top and bra so he could watch the puppies jumping up and down.
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« Reply #22 on: March 02, 2012, 15:22:59 pm » |
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In a strange way I wish this was one of mine, but I witnessed one of my best mate's being thrown out of peep show in Amsterdam by a midget (with trousers round his ankles and an industrial size toilet roll under his arm).
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singcobb
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« Reply #23 on: March 02, 2012, 18:02:10 pm » |
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I'm hoping all these confessions are your milder ones. If they're not I feel like a right b@astard.
Thats one of the mildest.
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singcobb
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« Reply #24 on: March 02, 2012, 18:03:44 pm » |
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In a strange way I wish this was one of mine, but I witnessed one of my best mate's being thrown out of peep show in Amsterdam by a midget (with trousers round his ankles and an industrial size toilet roll under his arm).
I would have loved to have seen that.
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« Reply #25 on: March 02, 2012, 18:53:43 pm » |
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In a strange way I wish this was one of mine, but I witnessed one of my best mate's being thrown out of peep show in Amsterdam by a midget (with trousers round his ankles and an industrial size toilet roll under his arm).
The mental image you have just formed in my head is awesome! Does the person concerned post on here?
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To baldly go where no Betamax has gone before...
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« Reply #26 on: March 03, 2012, 07:25:46 am » |
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The mental image you have just formed in my head is awesome! Does the person concerned post on here?
Or do the catering at Sixfields?
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« Reply #27 on: March 03, 2012, 08:17:55 am » |
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picked up a tyre and threw it somebodies garden when i was ****ed, feel bad about it now
You failed to remember the wing mirror incident
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« Reply #28 on: March 03, 2012, 11:31:30 am » |
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I'm hoping all these confessions are your milder ones. If they're not I feel like a right b@astard.
No, that's the worst thing I've ever got up to and you are a right bastard.
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« Reply #29 on: March 04, 2012, 16:18:07 pm » |
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When I was about two I ate a bag of jelly babies from Brierleys as my day pushed me around the shop in my buggy. I suppose it was ok though as he paid for them when we got to the till.
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So where were the spiders, while the fly tried to break our balls
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Tyro
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« Reply #30 on: March 05, 2012, 09:02:01 am » |
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For many years I had fancied this girl from primary school all the way through Secondary school and over the years we had flirted with each other and never really got together. We left school and went our own separate ways and once I had learnt to drive I would drive around and I saw the girl in question and offered her a lift and we got talking and she told me she had the biggest crush on me but was to scared to admit it so being a vulture I quickly arranged to take her out. After a pleasant meal out I took her to a field and hid behind some bushes in the car and got on her on the back seats as this storm started raging overhead. A few hours later I awoke to find the car had somehow shifted right into the middle of this field which was on a hill. Somewhat worse for wear I tried to get the car moving but it wasn't having any of it so had to find the farmer that owned the field who wasn't best pleased and charged me £100 for the pleasure of having my car pulled from his field with his tractor. By now it was getting on for 3AM and the girl in question was doing her pieces as she hadn't told her parents she was going out. Once the car was on the road again the farmer plonked himself on the back seat so I had to take him home as I had to wake my Dad up and ask him for some money which he wasn't best pleased about. Needless to say after this episode I never dated the girl in question again.
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Do you know what "Nemesis" means?
A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent personified in this case by a sex starved voyeur that is Tyro.
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« Reply #31 on: March 05, 2012, 12:03:25 pm » |
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When I was about two I ate a bag of jelly babies from Brierleys as my day pushed me around the shop in my buggy. I suppose it was ok though as he paid for them when we got to the till. Brierleys!! Thats a blast from the past. My mum and nan were obsessed with that place
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Intravenous real ale at Sixfields. Make it happen
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bigcitylights
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« Reply #32 on: March 05, 2012, 14:08:47 pm » |
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The mental image you have just formed in my head is awesome! Does the person concerned post on here?
He doesn't unfortunately. He was one of my Uni mates (from Brighton would you believe it).
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« Reply #33 on: March 05, 2012, 16:01:30 pm » |
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....and the award for erotic fiction goes to....
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