Mablethorpe beach racing this Sunday?

Anyone else fancy freezing their tits off laughing at a bunch of loons
hooning it on a beach?

 

Have you seen the weather forecast?

I think it's fair to say I would rather lick Susan Boyles cunthole.

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Nige,

BMW K1200S
Honda Transalp XL600V
Range Rover Vogue

 

You sick puppy.

I'm going to have nightmares for weeks after that image went through
my mind.

 

Mindbleach please.

 

I nearly gipped as I typed it!

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Nige,

BMW K1200S
Honda Transalp XL600V
Range Rover Vogue

 

I've been listening to V retching with her head under a blanket while
some italian chef eats worms and grubs on I'm A Celeb.

She is special though - the only time I can actually remember her
emptying the kitchen bin, she threw up all over the floor.

 

ogden wrote:

My ex-wife used to gag if she had to scrape food off a plate into the
bin. In hindsight, that was probably just her excuse for just being a
dirty lazy bastard who couldn't be bothered to clean.

 

Bit wet and windy. Nothing too bad. What are you, man or mouse?[1]

If it gets a bit too wild and windy, divert to the cafe at Cadwell for an
overpriced coffee.

Is that before, after or while Peter Mandleson shags her?[2]

[1]Would you like some cheese?

[2]Sometimes, even I find it hard to plumb further depths. Thankfully, my
nighttime valium stopped the mental image forming.

 

Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, M.Badger

No, no, no.

You have to keep it realistic to make a bad mental image.

Nige going down on Subo after three sniffs of a bottle of Leffe? Total
believable.

Mandleson fucking a woman? Come on...

 

[...]

There are some tablets that help with that. Or so I've read.

(There's also the Carnegie Hall method, of course )

 

You are quite correct. I will take heed of your lesson.

 

I'm sure there are possible combinations of Nige, Susan Boyle and Peter
Mandleson that are sufficiently realistic to create a very, VERY bad mental
image.

 

Oh come come. If they get elected again I'm sure he plans to **** every
middle class woman in the cuntry

 

Froze my tits off laughing at a bunch of loons hooning it on a beach.
Excellent day out. The weather was dry, the bacon butties good.