Its true, he did. I've no shame whatsoever, I'd admit to nailing a mongrel. I was in Ayia Napa at the time humping an older norwegian bird who looked like a police horse. Felt a lot better about myself when I returned to see my best mate flaunting her skidmarked knickers at 5's.
Police horse, we've all been there Frank, although steaming drunk she looked more like My Little Pony
She was awful, and wanted me to write to her. My mate rode her equally ugly pal. So while he was getting his kit back on in the bedroom I wrote out my address; John Dom 4 Skin Road Longorgan CU11 9NT My mate then appeared from the room and instead of bothering with small talk (which I was stupidly doing) he just clapped his hands and said, "Thanks ladies I'm off, catch ye!" Left me sat there on my own, so I offered to run after him and bring him back.
