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Rakky writes "A friend of mine, when quizzed why she was late to the pub, announced 'I was at accident and emergency, having a stuck tampon removed. They had to have a right old dig around for it.' Suffice to say, no one was interested in their Scampi Fries after that."
When have you shared just that little too much?
( , Thu 6 Sep 2007, 10:09)
Rakky writes "A friend of mine, when quizzed why she was late to the pub, announced 'I was at accident and emergency, having a stuck tampon removed. They had to have a right old dig around for it.' Suffice to say, no one was interested in their Scampi Fries after that."
When have you shared just that little too much?
( , Thu 6 Sep 2007, 10:09)
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Rock out with your cock out
My buddy reckoned that his cock was too big for his foreskin so he went and got a circumcision. This guy is the worlds worst patient, a real pain in the ass when ever anything is wrong with him, (if he has a cold - he's dying with the flu, if he's hung over - he's got alchohol poisoning)everyone knows one like this. Anyhoo, so he goes ahead (hee hee) with the procedure(you'd swear it was fuckin heart surgery by the way he was blathering on about it) and when he was at home recovering i called in to see him and take the piss out of his misery for a while. Who needs enemys when you have friends like me. I enguired if his knob was in any way mutilated to which he replied, " my bell end looks like brains!". Curiosity got the better of me and I had to see for myself - and it did. Not nice. He has photo of it on his phone, but he won't let me post it on here.
( , Wed 12 Sep 2007, 16:02, Reply)
My buddy reckoned that his cock was too big for his foreskin so he went and got a circumcision. This guy is the worlds worst patient, a real pain in the ass when ever anything is wrong with him, (if he has a cold - he's dying with the flu, if he's hung over - he's got alchohol poisoning)everyone knows one like this. Anyhoo, so he goes ahead (hee hee) with the procedure(you'd swear it was fuckin heart surgery by the way he was blathering on about it) and when he was at home recovering i called in to see him and take the piss out of his misery for a while. Who needs enemys when you have friends like me. I enguired if his knob was in any way mutilated to which he replied, " my bell end looks like brains!". Curiosity got the better of me and I had to see for myself - and it did. Not nice. He has photo of it on his phone, but he won't let me post it on here.
( , Wed 12 Sep 2007, 16:02, Reply)
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