im lost for words although i'll try-
you two seminaked in a hotel lobby in gonk bags thinking about
A) each other
me
C) any of the above
is quite frightening. all i see here is this story-
you two went to shooters, strokers, hooters,,, whatever and got blown out by every bird you talked to on the grounds of shat patter or mod talk. then ...
you returned yourselfs to the guys hotel you met in the blue oyster and when he told you he didnt want to drink your"knob-creek" he horsed you out his room.
from there you "SLITHERED" into the lift for some*** and with all the noise you were making callum, the manager told you to sleep in the reception unitl the fag police turned up to take you both back to battalion.
the canteen as you two hom-dela-homs call it. i always thought it was the naafi.
take it as its meant you gays or take your 300 oddbrake motors and swally on outahere!! and ill meet you later with the 403bhp blue endevour.
glad to see your both still alive and having a good time. keep in touch with yourselfs
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