On my own first free day in 6 month

[poo]

1. Shot of whisky with brekkie (wotsit sarnie)
2. Tried and failed to make a 'cast' of my knob out of Weetabix

Wot next?

[Shoulders?-Stomach!]

Prop up a box of rat traps in a rancid shithole.

[maett]

Get schwifty

[Sam]

Full anal audit with accompanying diagnostic report.

[Puce Moment]

Saturday night spunk on a table rorschach test.

I just did it and mine looked like my Dad mouthing the sentence "let me fingerblast your arsehole."

[poo]

Great day in the end - got a some poncy artisanal gin and watched all my faves on Quest player: Heli-Loggers, Gold Rush, Outback Truckers, Mighty Cruise Ships etc.

[Madam Sexchrist]

67. Ask the males of your neighbours, perhaps, if they want to be treated to your organ recital. But have they the muscle, or the guts, to withstand all kinds of compositional lengths, even the galactically long? You should check beforehand, poo, and also ask them, in a courteous but thrustsome inquiry, if they have their willies on. the willingness to lend a spare pipe of their own.[nb]In case of 'rank leakage,' caused by an undue excess of improvisatory gusto.[/nb] For Ol' Tommy Morrow only belongs to those who prepare for him today.