Ooh, a Cum-in-my-pants day today, thanks to a couple of things I never thought I'd see:
1. The fucking Vulcan just flew over my house! Luckily, I was just coming home and spotted its approach, smoking like it's got a dodgy oil seal. It's a fucking monster of a plane, once upon a time they were the dog's bollocks of bombers - fly down to the Falkland Islands, bomb the airstrip, then home to England for tea, spiffing! There's one on the ground at an old WW2 airfield near here, they were trying to restore it, but had absolutely no chance, it's been sitting in the open air for 20 years, rotting away (plus it's had twats like me clambering all over it!), and the official project to get one airworthy again nearly faileld, so I'm really pleased to see this one flying over. It's given me more of a stiffy than when the Lancaster flies over, and I get pretty erect then, I can tell you.
My Mum tells me that when she was a kid, you could hear the engines being tested at Bruntingthorpe airfield, miles and miles away from here, they moan.
And here's a little vid of the plane howling:
2. I've been looking for an LP for years, yet always got blank looks. Today, I went to my mate's storage container and there it was, sitting on a pile of old LPs, he's had the fucking thing since 1988!!!
The LP is called "Sex" and the band is called "Oral".
Track listing:
1. Head. 2. Love Pole. 3. Gas Masks Vicars & Priests
4. Black Leather. 5. Pearl Necklace. 6. I need Discipline.
The band consists of 4 filthy looking fillies, dressed in leather and fishnets (a bit like Motley Crue, but with less cocks. Slightly.)
All I need now is to find a fucking record player and my quest will be at an end...
1. The fucking Vulcan just flew over my house! Luckily, I was just coming home and spotted its approach, smoking like it's got a dodgy oil seal. It's a fucking monster of a plane, once upon a time they were the dog's bollocks of bombers - fly down to the Falkland Islands, bomb the airstrip, then home to England for tea, spiffing! There's one on the ground at an old WW2 airfield near here, they were trying to restore it, but had absolutely no chance, it's been sitting in the open air for 20 years, rotting away (plus it's had twats like me clambering all over it!), and the official project to get one airworthy again nearly faileld, so I'm really pleased to see this one flying over. It's given me more of a stiffy than when the Lancaster flies over, and I get pretty erect then, I can tell you.
My Mum tells me that when she was a kid, you could hear the engines being tested at Bruntingthorpe airfield, miles and miles away from here, they moan.
And here's a little vid of the plane howling:
2. I've been looking for an LP for years, yet always got blank looks. Today, I went to my mate's storage container and there it was, sitting on a pile of old LPs, he's had the fucking thing since 1988!!!
The LP is called "Sex" and the band is called "Oral".
Track listing:
1. Head. 2. Love Pole. 3. Gas Masks Vicars & Priests
4. Black Leather. 5. Pearl Necklace. 6. I need Discipline.
The band consists of 4 filthy looking fillies, dressed in leather and fishnets (a bit like Motley Crue, but with less cocks. Slightly.)
All I need now is to find a fucking record player and my quest will be at an end...
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