I saw an article in one of the music mags on Tin Machine in 1989. The title was simply "Crap Machine" The article was not required.
I was walking down the street with a bird I only started seeing, and about 5 ****s ran out of a side street and knocked the **** out of me - for **** all. I never bothered to ring her again because I was embarrassed at being beaten up in her presence. It worked out well in the end, she is a fatty these days
I dumped a bird because I thought her parents were common.. Dumped another when I found out her uncle murdered two children..
Thanks for the commendation.. bad genes. I dumped a bird once because I didn't like her name.. In fact I've done that twice.. The one was called Rowena.. All my friends called her rowenta. I couldnt cope with having a bird named after a cheap kitchen appliance manufacturer.
That's what I thought.. Most peculiar.. One would assume if they're decent enough to poke in the arse they'd suffice for a blowie too.
It is not at all peculiar. She was a shapely woman, with nice tits and arse, but her boat-race was just downright weird. Besides, as a fanny-crazed teenager, I was looking to complete the sex jigsaw - and she obliged.
I was going out with a nutcase of a bird who happened to have flat nipples. Weirded me out something awful. She pretended to be naive etc but was an expert at blowies. She trimmed her muff into a triangle which was weird as well. 19 year old with one patch of massive bush, and the rest bald as a coot. Still see her about every so often and I would give her another pumping, mainly out of curiosity, but also because I enjoy getting my end wet
I might as well just change my username to something moth related If it wasn't for the craziness, the flat nips (on a great set of tits otherwise) and the bizarre muffage she would have been no bad.
This isn't shallow but just a good reason. I once got shut of a bird after she took a noddy full of jiz (mine) off my tumescent member, put it to her mouth and drank the contents. Couldn't go near the ****er again. Wierd, wierd woman.
I dumped a girl when her ex-boyfriend started calling the house at 3am every night threatening to come round and kill me if I went near her again. Turned out she was in a relationship when I boinked her at Charing Cross hospital and she dumped her boyfriend after said boinking. She ended up stalking me. Seemed a bit unfair that I stood a chance of being murdered by my stalker's stalker.
Met her in a nightlcub, shagged her in the nurse's quarters of the hospital as that's where she lived. My mate shagged her flatmate who was FAT. Turned out he was the 50th bloke she'd shagged since she'd moved to London 12 months previous. He later admitted to going bareback.
