Announcement

Collapse
No announcement yet.

Like Genital Warts......

Collapse
X
 
  • Filter
  • Time
  • Show
Clear All
new posts

  • Like Genital Warts......

    ......He returns : triumphant, suntanned, pods drained, skint, sick to the back teeth of eating kebabs, vowing to get back on the wagon from which he fell (before tipping it over, setting fire to it and pissing on the smouldering ashes), absolutely knackered, but happy.

    Yes, I have returned from my trip through Europe showing Johnny Foreigner exactly how to behave disgracefully and live like a pig.

    Oh, and the tales I have to tell..........
    So I woke up,rolled over and who was lying next to me? Only Bonnie Langford!

    I nearly broke her back

  • #2
    I went to Italy a month ago. I still regret it
    I wish my hair-color was EDS :/

    Comment


    • #3
      Eagerly awaiting the sordid details, illustrated preferably....

      Comment


      • #4
        Until you get weaned off the boobie, you are going to have to do what the wife wants too. -Rsmacker

        Comment


        • #5
          Originally posted by Snoogans View Post
          Eagerly awaiting the sordid details, illustrated preferably....
          +1 abso-farkin-lutely! Welcome home, Rs
          Hail yesterday

          Comment


          • #6
            Have you got piles from sitting so long on the bike? Or has someone taken care of them for you.

            I want to hear it all, where, when, how, how many, it went where! etc. all with pictures of course, preferably in full Pervertocolour(TM)!

            Welcome back to the old Sceptred Isle! You didn't miss much...
            Fwopping, you know you want to!

            VI VI VI: the editor of the Beast!

            There are 10 kinds of people who understand binary. Those who do and those who don't.

            Comment


            • #7
              Well, I DIDN'T get arrested, (bloody close on more than one occasion though), managed to shock some Germans with my antics (yep, I know, but that's how bad I was), and yes, there are some , erm, interesting pics. Just "assessing" them as we speak.


              Oh, and I am ABSOLUTELY NOT drinking alcohol again, or smoking any more of that Salvia shit, nor doing anything else.....<sniff>....I've really been a very silly boy. It was the Hun, they encouraged me, nay, forced me to indulge. And once the blue touchpaper was lit..........
              So I woke up,rolled over and who was lying next to me? Only Bonnie Langford!

              I nearly broke her back

              Comment


              • #8
                Salvia can be some nasty shit, did we have a good ride?
                Fwopping, you know you want to!

                VI VI VI: the editor of the Beast!

                There are 10 kinds of people who understand binary. Those who do and those who don't.

                Comment


                • #9
                  I expect a full-page report Mr. Smacker.
                  Scott

                  Comment


                  • #10
                    Well?
                    I feel festive all year round. Deal with it.

                    Comment


                    • #11
                      Calm down, calm down! I'm still trying to piece together what the hell I did, and when I did it. And with whom. My memory and my receipts don't quite fit together. It's kind of like a big scrambled mess.

                      I blame the Germans -

                      "Aha, you are Englander, all Englanders drink lots of beer. Have a drink"
                      "No, no, I'm fine with an orange juice.."
                      "Ach, have ein beer, smallpenis"
                      "No...no....I really shouldn't.."
                      "Englander pigdog, but you all like drinking lots. Just have a liiiiiiittle one"
                      "Oh, OK then, just a half pint, that's all I want. I'm having an early night"

                      Seven hours, untold gallons of lager/ouzo/citron later, I'm surrounded by a bar full of cheering Krauts, all baying for me to repeat my impression of an Egyptian dwarf trying to fuck a camel. My early night turns into a slink-off-to-the-beach-at-dawn where I lie like a vagrant, cooking slowly in the sun. Etc etc.

                      It is coming back to me......slowly........and some of it I'm praying is just a false memory!
                      So I woke up,rolled over and who was lying next to me? Only Bonnie Langford!

                      I nearly broke her back

                      Comment


                      • #12

                        Originally posted by Rsmacker View Post
                        all baying for me to repeat my impression of an Egyptian dwarf trying to fuck a camel.
                        -Rick

                        Comment


                        • #13
                          Who likes genital warts?
                          I feel my soul go cold... only the dead are smiling.

                          Comment


                          • #14
                            Originally posted by Rsmacker View Post
                            Calm down, calm down! I'm still trying to piece together what the hell I did, and when I did it. And with whom. My memory and my receipts don't quite fit together. It's kind of like a big scrambled mess.

                            I blame the Germans -

                            "Aha, you are Englander, all Englanders drink lots of beer. Have a drink"
                            "No, no, I'm fine with an orange juice.."
                            "Ach, have ein beer, smallpenis"
                            "No...no....I really shouldn't.."
                            "Englander pigdog, but you all like drinking lots. Just have a liiiiiiittle one"
                            "Oh, OK then, just a half pint, that's all I want. I'm having an early night"

                            Seven hours, untold gallons of lager/ouzo/citron later, I'm surrounded by a bar full of cheering Krauts, all baying for me to repeat my impression of an Egyptian dwarf trying to fuck a camel. My early night turns into a slink-off-to-the-beach-at-dawn where I lie like a vagrant, cooking slowly in the sun. Etc etc.

                            It is coming back to me......slowly........and some of it I'm praying is just a false memory!
                            BEST POST EVER!! :ROTF:
                            the guitar players look damaged - they've been outcasts all their lives

                            Comment


                            • #15
                              Dull so, far, sounds like one of my typical weekends during college. That was a different life, though.

                              Comment

                              Working...
                              X