Guest deebom Posted March 8, 2015 Report Share Posted March 8, 2015 What a cunt. Bollocks to it all. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted March 8, 2015 Report Share Posted March 8, 2015 Put here for me to have fun in. Except there's not that much fun happening really. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest JackoTC Posted March 8, 2015 Report Share Posted March 8, 2015 For fuck sake Bomba - this is repeat bollocks. Get a grip.And you Poohbear - cheer up for fuck sake. Your still an attractive woman with lots to live for. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted March 8, 2015 Report Share Posted March 8, 2015 For fuck sake Bomba - this is repeat bollocks. Get a grip.And you Poohbear - cheer up for fuck sake. Your still an attractive woman with lots to live for.Thank you Jacko. You have stalled my inevitable suicide by another 24 hours. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest JackoTC Posted March 8, 2015 Report Share Posted March 8, 2015 Thank you Jacko. You have stalled my inevitable suicide by another 24 hours. That's ok .........hun. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted March 8, 2015 Report Share Posted March 8, 2015 That's ok .........hun.Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted March 8, 2015 Report Share Posted March 8, 2015 Put here for me to have fun in. Except there's not that much fun happening really.Tess, You were in my dreams during my afternoon nap. We met by chance on El Palmar beach in Cadiz. You were stunning in a Farah Fawcett one-piece... far too good for me. Next we were dancing in some basement bar in Tarifa, surrounded by teens.. with not a care in the world. You had to rush back to London to see your daughter and never left your number. I was heartbroken. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest DingTheRioja Posted March 8, 2015 Report Share Posted March 8, 2015 42. next? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scotty Posted March 8, 2015 Report Share Posted March 8, 2015 42. next?I live at number 42. Therefore, I am the answer. QED. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
camberwell gypsy Posted March 9, 2015 Report Share Posted March 9, 2015 Tess, You were in my dreams during my afternoon nap. We met by chance on El Palmar beach in Cadiz. You were stunning in a Farah Fawcett one-piece... far too good for me. Next we were dancing in some basement bar in Tarifa, surrounded by teens.. with not a care in the world. You had to rush back to London to see your daughter and never left your number. I was heartbroken. Have you ever dream't about me Frank? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted March 9, 2015 Report Share Posted March 9, 2015 Have you ever dream't about me Frank?Yes.. we were at a funeral and I was finger picking 'Cavatina' on your bumhole. Dirty whore. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cuntybaws Posted March 9, 2015 Report Share Posted March 9, 2015 In Eb I hope? Johnny Dankworth was a cunt. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Lady Penelope Posted March 9, 2015 Report Share Posted March 9, 2015 Put here for me to have fun in. Except there's not that much fun happening really.Crocheting can be fun. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
camberwell gypsy Posted March 9, 2015 Report Share Posted March 9, 2015 Yes.. we were at a funeral and I was finger picking 'Cavatina' on your bumhole. Dirty whore. who's funeral? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted March 9, 2015 Report Share Posted March 9, 2015 Tess, You were in my dreams during my afternoon nap. We met by chance on El Palmar beach in Cadiz. You were stunning in a Farah Fawcett one-piece... far too good for me. Next we were dancing in some basement bar in Tarifa, surrounded by teens.. with not a care in the world. You had to rush back to London to see your daughter and never left your number. I was heartbroken. I'm seriously welling up Frank. But then I've just sniffed my PJ's still damp from the menopausal sweat that poured from me last night, and I'm brought back to reality. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted March 9, 2015 Report Share Posted March 9, 2015 I'm seriously welling up Frank. But then I've just sniffed my PJ's still damp from the menopausal sweat that poured from me last night, and I'm brought back to reality.you're going to be as dry as a cream cracker soon so i suppose menopausal sweat is better than nothing Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted March 10, 2015 Report Share Posted March 10, 2015 who's funeral?I can't remember exactly. You were a fucking mess. Bloated and dolled up in the most inappropriate black lacy number... eager to cock-chomp whatever the occasion. I do recall several weasels in the Corner crying their eyes out, wanking each other off.... wishing you strength. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cuntspotter Posted March 10, 2015 Report Share Posted March 10, 2015 You've been eating too many cheese and onion, Frank. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest deebom Posted March 10, 2015 Report Share Posted March 10, 2015 I can't remember exactly. You were a fucking mess. Bloated and dolled up in the most inappropriate black lacy number... eager to cock-chomp whatever the occasion. I do recall several weasels in the Corner crying their eyes out, wanking each other off.... wishing you strength. Fuck off Frank you cunt. Weasels cant wank, they have no hands. You're thinking of otters. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jiggerycock Posted March 10, 2015 Report Share Posted March 10, 2015 Fuck off Frank you cunt. Weasels cant wank, they have no hands. You're thinking of otters.Nah couldn't be otters. Had one once and it was fucking hopeless - formed a kind of 'tent' contraption with it's little paw and definitely needed 'go faster stripes' on it's wanking fist.....'languid' didn't even begin to describe what it served up.And it didn't rubber up too when we did the Nasty.You're maybe thinking of Pine Martens? They're the motherfucking bomb. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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