some fine confessions here dudes>>>>>>>>I must confess my knob was sticky at four o`clock this morning .....who says romance is dead
above is not what you think>>perverts >>>>>>>I was fighting man flu this weekend like a true welsh warrior and hadn`t eaten for two days so I woke at four for an unknown reason and decided 2 grab some jam on toast, I wasn't selfish so woke my wife up and offered her some>>>>>>a dirty look was not the dirty grin I was hoping for.
FFS Aber, dropping the fugging tone on all my threads pal, get a life! Aber’s Knob, four miles out of Blaen Cwm apparantly!
My missus just reminded me of a trick I used to perform...and it made me chuckle! Ah yes, I could fill three tankards with the finest pale ale, and place them on the trunk of my appendage....when it was in an excited state! Thing is I never spilled a drop....that was the difficult part! Can I still do it though........nah, you never see the old tankards now.....shame? She’ll be coming round the corner when she comes eh?
That’s blooming impressive dude.......think I seen you perform it during the why don’t you show early 80s, scarred for life was not the word .......tiz a small world it iz........... She be wearing Cardiff bloomers when she comes she be wearing Cardiff bloomers when she comes....
