» My Wanking Disasters

Firstly,
Whoever came up with this question: you sir, are a genious!

Mine involves window cleaners... yes you can probably guess it already. So there I am, 12 years old, sat on my bedroom floor having a nice tug-o-war with the ol love handle, when out of the corner of my eye I see a head pop up over my open window. The friggin window cleaner!

I turn my head but he has already ducked back, obviously having seen me bashing away. He then starts to make a load of 'climbing' noises on the ladder to supposedly let me know he's there.

Course by the time he comes back up I've used the super fast reflexes of one 'caught in the act' to get the f*ck out of there!

I didn't see him again luckily...

edit: sorry, that's all bull - if I remember correctly they were painters painting the house.
(Thu 3rd Jun 2004, 12:31, More)