unlike the sex ed lesson at school where they were taught
Sex has stages. Usually the man and woman kiss first. Then they rub each other all over. Then the man gets erect and the woman gets moist. Then their genitals fit together like a jigsaw puzzle
Back from Hereford - I think my oboe is going to cost me lots of money
Had a nice jaunt around the cathedral - went to see the Mappa Mundi and the chained library - we learned about that in library history lectures many moons ago but no one ever thought of taking us to see it. Well I've seen it now
My faith in railway personnel has rocketed. I got back to the station way to early for my train and a lovely young member of staff offered to ask the guard if I could catch the earlier train to save me hanging about. The guard said yes, the second guard in Cardiff didn't query my ticket - I love Arrive Trains Wales
I'm very well - well, I say that, it's all relative: I'm better than I was and not as good as I should be.
How's yerself?
Been thinking about RW recently, as I have resumed my sweaty trudging around Orchard Fields. Seems the only course for a fat diabetic smoker who wants to see 50. As I break into my feeble jog, I like to imagine a dialysis machine chasing me, its tubes snaking after me.
But mostly I'm here looking for suggestions re the Brother's stag night.My thoughts on this subject are adequately laid out in the Runners Arms thread - where I've spent most of today on my own.
I don't think my brand of childish, biggoted, druggy filth is quite their cup of tea.
...and can't help wondering if it might be appropriate to add some sort of disclaimer (rather as they do on Rollitup.org) to the effect that I may not hold these views or do these things, in much the same way as I am not actually a sheep.
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some weird cross posting here
I have PT at 9
then I am walking rent a dog B because his owner is going in for surgery 6 days early - and it sounds like it will be the bigger op after all
no
just being a twit
oh blow
that doesn't sound good
I left the last 3 on a plate and ...
pretty shocking as we made 16 - but then we did give 8 away
Kid B has made me a name plaque with comments by each letter - it starts
S is for smelly farts
U is for unique carrot and condom use...
lol
point of clarification - it WAS a sex ed lesson
unlike the sex ed lesson at school where they were taught
Sex has stages. Usually the man and woman kiss first. Then they rub each other all over. Then the man gets erect and the woman gets moist. Then their genitals fit together like a jigsaw puzzle
wtf?
thats a big horn
on the rhino
Q: what is sadder than sitting doing a jigsaw on the pooter?
A: watching someone do a jigsaw on the pooter (Bobbis!)
morning all
how's the foot yeo?
my kneed feels strange today.. kind of crunchy.
mrs w
That pretty much describes my sex life
The jigsaw, not the crunchy knee.
just booked myself to go back to my lovely physio to sort my knee out AGAIN!!!
probably need to do the exercises she gave me and not give up because it had stopped hurting
but yes, i need to do strengthen glutes and quads
just how big is the naughty step for people not doing their exercises?
foot is better today ta, tho' it is always most painful at the end of the day
part of the trouble yesterday was that it swells up during the day - I'd been wearing sandals but wore trainers to go to choir in the evening
ouch!
what ho chaps!
Long time.
flaming nora Sheepie
how are you?
Evening all.
Back from Hereford - I think my oboe is going to cost me lots of money
Had a nice jaunt around the cathedral - went to see the Mappa Mundi and the chained library - we learned about that in library history lectures many moons ago but no one ever thought of taking us to see it. Well I've seen it now
My faith in railway personnel has rocketed. I got back to the station way to early for my train and a lovely young member of staff offered to ask the guard if I could catch the earlier train to save me hanging about. The guard said yes, the second guard in Cardiff didn't query my ticket - I love Arrive Trains Wales
What Ho What Ho Yeo and all,
I'm very well - well, I say that, it's all relative: I'm better than I was and not as good as I should be.
How's yerself?
Been thinking about RW recently, as I have resumed my sweaty trudging around Orchard Fields. Seems the only course for a fat diabetic smoker who wants to see 50. As I break into my feeble jog, I like to imagine a dialysis machine chasing me, its tubes snaking after me.
But mostly I'm here looking for suggestions re the Brother's stag night.My thoughts on this subject are adequately laid out in the Runners Arms thread - where I've spent most of today on my own.
I don't think my brand of childish, biggoted, druggy filth is quite their cup of tea.
Right then, really must go now. good to see you all again. Baxoon. More amusing sign-off on pub thread.
Nite,
BS.