Ok. What about if, right, say you had just done a pictures at Vue and were coming out of

the Mall onto Castle Meadow on your way to the Playhouse for a boozedrink when a stunning Elena sped up right quick on her PT i2, hit the curb and went airborne right over the top of your Cieros, landing heavily, miniskirt upridden, on the pavement whilst shouting "What sort of sex do you do weird boy?"

Would you skidaddle like some sort of spaced out c**t, down Opie Street to the Wild Man, do blowy-out cheeks on the window panes there whilst pining for the fjords or would you kneel down beside her and do a fuzzy felt picture of a clown on her fat old flaps?

Posted By: malkybarkid, Feb 19, 14:08:18