fluffy and pink
Not too long ago I was in the habit of getting shit-faced every night. I ended up drinking with a diverse selection of people.
One night, after a massive amount of booze, I ended up going home with a woman in her early 40s (not that bad as i'm very late 30s myself).
To be honest she looked fucking stunning (even sober), and I couldn't believe my luck.
Anyway, after a night of very energetic and violent shagging (bite me! no, really fucking bite me! hit me, no give me fucking bruises!) i woke up dying for a slash and to get out of the place.
As it was a bit cold, as most of my clothes had been left downstairs, I borrowed her dressing gown while I went and retrieved my clobber.

So, imagine the scene: a 6'5" 18 stone lump in nothing but a fluffy pink dressing gown with a panda on the pocket.

I still cringe now everytime I see her 25 year old son (a former drinking buddy) because of what he said that morning.

As I bent over to get my kecks from behind the telly: "Coob, I can see your balls".
(coobeastie Used to Be in Evil Gazebo, Sat 29 Nov 2008, 22:37, 3 replies)

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What would he expect to see?
(alanrbnsn, Sun 30 Nov 2008, 2:02, closed)

P'raps he meant it reassuringly,
as in 'so my mum hasn't bitten them off, then.'
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Sun 30 Nov 2008, 7:07, closed)

hehehehe
And since my son stopped visiting his Dad every weekend.. That is why I don't bring any strange men home anymore
(Beer Elf Thought this was like a campfire, anyhow, on, Sun 30 Nov 2008, 10:31, closed)