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Don Rogers Tache Flag hanging around the local Taco Bell... 21 Jul 09 7.12pm

He he he.Nice one jel.
I do have another one.....
In my early 20's I lived with this girl (on the Downham estate...nice!)We went out one Saturday night to her mate's engagement party.It was the first time I'd met her mate's boyfriend who seemed like a nice bloke.I took my fave tipple,about 6 crates of Manns Brown.He kept filling me glass up for me but I'd noticed that I was getting pissed quicker than usual.Turns out that the prick had been putting Cinzano into me Brown!She phoned for a taxi and after honking up inside the poor b******'s Sierra,finally got home.She ran a bath for me and promptly told me to...'get in there you filthy b******'.
I was too drunk to get out of the bath when the stomach rumbling started.I tried but my drunken arms just slipped off the sides of the bath.It was at that point that a fairly big brown cloud appeared!
I got a black eye for my trouble.
Pretty soon after,the relationship started to fizzle out.....can't think why.

 


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Jim'll Fist It For U Flag 21 Jul 09 7.18pm

DRT, you old romantic you!

Jelholyoake... are you still with the perpetrator?

 


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MichaelCPFC Flag Darlington, Up Norf! 21 Jul 09 7.26pm Send a Private Message to MichaelCPFC Add MichaelCPFC as a friend

Quote Don Rogers Tache at 21 Jul 2009 7:12pm

He he he.Nice one jel.
I do have another one.....
In my early 20's I lived with this girl (on the Downham estate...nice!)We went out one Saturday night to her mate's engagement party.It was the first time I'd met her mate's boyfriend who seemed like a nice bloke.I took my fave tipple,about 6 crates of Manns Brown.He kept filling me glass up for me but I'd noticed that I was getting pissed quicker than usual.Turns out that the prick had been putting Cinzano into me Brown!She phoned for a taxi and after honking up inside the poor b******'s Sierra,finally got home.She ran a bath for me and promptly told me to...'get in there you filthy b******'.
I was too drunk to get out of the bath when the stomach rumbling started.I tried but my drunken arms just slipped off the sides of the bath.It was at that point that a fairly big brown cloud appeared!
I got a black eye for my trouble.
Pretty soon after,the relationship started to fizzle out.....can't think why.

Ha ha thats better than the first! good effort Sir!


 


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jelholyoake Flag 21 Jul 09 8.52pm

Quote Jim'll Fist It For U at 21 Jul 2009 7:18pm

DRT, you old romantic you!

Jelholyoake... are you still with the perpetrator?

24 years Sir


 


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Jim'll Fist It For U Flag 21 Jul 09 8.54pm

Quote jelholyoake at 21 Jul 2009 8:52pm

Quote Jim'll Fist It For U at 21 Jul 2009 7:18pm
DRT, you old romantic you!
Jelholyoake... are you still with the perpetrator?


24 years Sir


True love knows no bowels.

 


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jelholyoake Flag 21 Jul 09 9.07pm

I was about 16 and pulled the most stunning petite 19 year old brunette. We went out for a booze (we both got smashed), got a bit touchy feely under the pub table and got the nod to go back to hers. Arrived at hers to find parents in bed and snuggled up on sofa for playtime! Next thing i remember was waking up around 7 needing a wee and realising that i'd already been! Her shirt and jeans had taken the brunt of it and her long hair was damp. I walked home stinking like a polecat with the mother of all damp patches covering my shirt and nether regions.
I never saw her again.

 


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collier row eagle Flag romford essex via another galaxy 21 Jul 09 10.08pm Send a Private Message to collier row eagle Holmesdale Online Elite Member Add collier row eagle as a friend

Quote jelholyoake at 21 Jul 2009 7:00pm

Twas about 1 in the morning and i was woken by the sound of wretching in the toilet. I felt to my right and my woman wasn't there so i put 2 and 2 together and came up with her barking her bits up.
Now the site of someone or even the smell of sick, makes me wanna bark, but, being the dutiful husband i decided to go and see if she was alright. As i opened the toilet door, there she was on her hands and knees praying to the toilet and making these God awful noises and whimpering at the same time. I took a step forward (i was naked) and put a comforting hand on her back as well as telling her she would be ok whilst leaning against the wall (one hand over my mouth, the other pinching my nose. Now as anyone who has had gastro blah blah will know that it's a bit nasty, but i was there for her.
I was starting to fall asleep when all of a sudden all the muscles in her body went haywire and there was the sound of sick and another sound of 'splatt'. I looked down and my bits were literally covered in s***. I barked immediately and legged it into the bathroom where i grabbed the shower head to wash this cow pat that was festooned upon me. I started to be sick as the smell hit me, then was sick again as the smell from her sick hit me. It took me an hour to get completely clean. I went downstairs to drink some milk to settle my stomach and get a clean towel to put over my face. When i got back upstairs our bathroom and toilet looked like a major illness zone...and she was fast asleep in bed. The smell was unbelievable making me sleep downstairs continuously spraying lynx to negate 'upstairs'. To compound everything i woke at 6 a.m to my elderly labrador licking my face, which wasn't nice as every time i saw him he was licking his balls and arse.
All these years later we laugh about it, it always makes a funny BBQ story.
Would have been better if it had happened to someone else though.

Jel

what ever happened to romance??

 

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The White Horse Flag 22 Jul 09 1.53am Send a Private Message to The White Horse Add The White Horse as a friend

Some exceptionally amusing tales on here. I've heard many other similar stories that would likely result from casual sex and excessive drinking. Girls and guys pissing the bed, being sick before during and after sex, farting during oral sex, etc. etc. A couple that spring to mind though:

1. A friend of mine has had two one night stands in the last year, both times in fancy dress. The first time he was dressed as an oompa loompa, the second as a mutant ninja turtle. Both were 'poor performances' by his own admission because he was so pissed, but I think the more comical of the two was when he was dressed as the turtle.

Apparently when he got back to hers he was holding her rabbit (not in any euphemistic sense) and it took a swipe at him giving him a nosebleed. The resulting sex therefore involved a lot of green paint and blood. Eventually it became more trouble than it was worth and apparently the two 'gave up' and went to sleep. In the morning he popped on his shell and left. Now that's a walk of shame.

2. I've also heard of a guy who was having a one night stand with a girl who started to slide some beads up his arse. He let it go on because he was enjoying himself, but as he was about to 'arrive' she suggested he do so upon her chest. Being a gent he obliged willingly, only to find that as he did so, she ripped the beads out of his arse and he shat all over her.

In horror he wheeled away into the bathroom shouting apologies as he cleared himself up, only to return to see her lying on the bed rubbing the resulting mess all over herself. Needless to say he scarpered fairly rapidly.

3. Perhaps the best story I've heard was on Baddiel and Skinner Unplanned. Apparently a girl was babysitting and the parents had only just left and the kids were in bed, so she invited her boyfriend round for (to cut a long story short) anal sex on the sofa. All was going well until she 'lost control' and covered the sofa in sh*t.

They attempted a clean up operation, naturally, but with limited success. When the parents arrived home, the babysitter explained that the dog had made a mess on the sofa. Thinking she'd got away with it, she went home a few quid richer, only to discover later that week that the parents had put the dog down as a result.

 


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Emyrev Flag 22 Jul 09 10.42am

Quote The White Horse at 22 Jul 2009 1:53am

Some exceptionally amusing tales on here. I've heard many other similar stories that would likely result from casual sex and excessive drinking. Girls and guys pissing the bed, being sick before during and after sex, farting during oral sex, etc. etc. A couple that spring to mind though:

1. A friend of mine has had two one night stands in the last year, both times in fancy dress. The first time he was dressed as an oompa loompa, the second as a mutant ninja turtle. Both were 'poor performances' by his own admission because he was so pissed, but I think the more comical of the two was when he was dressed as the turtle.

Apparently when he got back to hers he was holding her rabbit (not in any euphemistic sense) and it took a swipe at him giving him a nosebleed. The resulting sex therefore involved a lot of green paint and blood. Eventually it became more trouble than it was worth and apparently the two 'gave up' and went to sleep. In the morning he popped on his shell and left. Now that's a walk of shame.

2. I've also heard of a guy who was having a one night stand with a girl who started to slide some beads up his arse. He let it go on because he was enjoying himself, but as he was about to 'arrive' she suggested he do so upon her chest. Being a gent he obliged willingly, only to find that as he did so, she ripped the beads out of his arse and he shat all over her.

In horror he wheeled away into the bathroom shouting apologies as he cleared himself up, only to return to see her lying on the bed rubbing the resulting mess all over herself. Needless to say he scarpered fairly rapidly.

3. Perhaps the best story I've heard was on Baddiel and Skinner Unplanned. Apparently a girl was babysitting and the parents had only just left and the kids were in bed, so she invited her boyfriend round for (to cut a long story short) anal sex on the sofa. All was going well until she 'lost control' and covered the sofa in sh*t.

They attempted a clean up operation, naturally, but with limited success. When the parents arrived home, the babysitter explained that the dog had made a mess on the sofa. Thinking she'd got away with it, she went home a few quid richer, only to discover later that week that the parents had put the dog down as a result.


All of that post is hilarious. In the 3rd tale I could only imagine that for the man, while going for it like a trooper, seeing her dumping her load must have looked like he'd struck oil.

 

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Kenny Lunt Flag Somewhere a whole lot better than ... 22 Jul 09 11.34am

Quote MichaelCPFC at 21 Jul 2009 6:58pm

Quote Don Rogers Tache at 21 Jul 2009 6:53pm

Alright then,here goes.Oh dear.
I met this stunning sort in Rhodes.She was Swiss but with a yank accent(she was at UCLA if memory serves) She had dark brown hair,olive skin,2 legs,the lot.She was beautiful.I still have the odd one off the wrist thinking about her.I'd stayed in her hotel room for a couple of nights on the trot.I'd deserted my mates for a couple of days but they understood.
Anyhoo,on our third night together,we went to Playboy club somewhere on the island,where all me mates were going to as well.I'd been drinking all day and was getting rapidly more pissed as the night wore on.She took me over to a corner of this place for some canoodling.It was so farking hot that night,she had her mouth clamped over mine and I started to get dizzy from the heat and booze...and lack of air.I swear that I had no time to do anything about this.......I honked up straight in her mouth.......A lot!With all my mates watching.
On the plus side,not much of it went on my clothes.
There.Told ya you'd be disappointed and that I'm a scumbag.


Its not that bad! i was expecting much much worse!


Not that bad???? She could have died choking on HIS vomit. Lol. That's gross

Funny that, Spinal Tap springs to mind. I'm sure one of the drummers passed from choking on vomit, and it wasn't his

 

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The Sash Flag Now residing in Epsom - How Posh 22 Jul 09 12.30pm Send a Private Message to The Sash Add The Sash as a friend

Quote kingdowieonthewall at 20 Jul 2009 6:51pm

Quote Kermit8 at 20 Jul 2009 6:47pm

Once shared my sleeping bag nose-to-nose with a gorgeous and enthusiastic-to-share-it blonde Aussie on the top deck of an overnight ferry from Santorini to Athens on a glorious summer's evening and I still thought to meself - 'not sure if she wants me to kiss her or not'. Only had a window of eight hours to make a move. Failed miserably. What a drongo.


well bombed Kermit.nothing goes like an Aussie bird.

A mate of mine pulled an Aussie girl once and after a good drink they retired back to her flat.

Still not sure of whether he was in or not she suddenly blurted out between the small talk that 'she was on the rags at the moment but he could f*** her up the s***ter' if he wanted - Class !!!!


Course he did.....


Mine are too numerous to mention but one thats stands out is a lass I worked with who had moved down from Rotherham - She had the biggest tits I had ever seen and was prety fit and a really good laugh so I took the plunge and we ended up going to the bright lights of Streatham on a date.

Cut a very long story short in the post sexual glow of conversation she revealed that not only was she married and was keeping on the move from hubby, who was currently at HMP, but that because he was a violent psychopathic drunk who had beaten her, she had cracked one night and stabbed him through the kneecaps whilst he slept with a pair of scissors and that he had sworn to kill her.

Call me old fashioned but I didnt see this as a stable start to our relationship so after spending a sleepless night in case she got the shears out I ended up trying to pretend that I was invisible at work for the next month until she got the message

 


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Quote jelholyoake at 21 Jul 2009 7:00pm

Twas about 1 in the morning and i was woken by the sound of wretching in the toilet. I felt to my right and my woman wasn't there so i put 2 and 2 together and came up with her barking her bits up.
Now the site of someone or even the smell of sick, makes me wanna bark, but, being the dutiful husband i decided to go and see if she was alright. As i opened the toilet door, there she was on her hands and knees praying to the toilet and making these God awful noises and whimpering at the same time. I took a step forward (i was naked) and put a comforting hand on her back as well as telling her she would be ok whilst leaning against the wall (one hand over my mouth, the other pinching my nose. Now as anyone who has had gastro blah blah will know that it's a bit nasty, but i was there for her.
I was starting to fall asleep when all of a sudden all the muscles in her body went haywire and there was the sound of sick and another sound of 'splatt'. I looked down and my bits were literally covered in s***. I barked immediately and legged it into the bathroom where i grabbed the shower head to wash this cow pat that was festooned upon me. I started to be sick as the smell hit me, then was sick again as the smell from her sick hit me. It took me an hour to get completely clean. I went downstairs to drink some milk to settle my stomach and get a clean towel to put over my face. When i got back upstairs our bathroom and toilet looked like a major illness zone...and she was fast asleep in bed. The smell was unbelievable making me sleep downstairs continuously spraying lynx to negate 'upstairs'. To compound everything i woke at 6 a.m to my elderly labrador licking my face, which wasn't nice as every time i saw him he was licking his balls and arse.
All these years later we laugh about it, it always makes a funny BBQ story.
Would have been better if it had happened to someone else though.

Jel

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