A dog walker was threatened by a man who she caught performing a sex act on himself in a public park. The 21-year-old woman spotted the man in bushes carrying out the indecent act in Linn Park in Glasgowâs south side on Wednesday morning. Strathclyde Police said the woman who was walking her dogs at the time spotted the man near the parkâs Clarkston Road entrance at around 11.05am. He then grabbed her and threatened her, but she managed to run off and contact the police. Detective Constable Lee-Anne Miller, of Cathcart Police Office, said on Friday: "I would urge anyone who may have seen this man acting suspiciously in the park, or who may recognise his description to come forward to police." The man is described as being between 40 and 50 years of age, around 5ft 10in to 5ft 11in and of thin build. He has short brown hair that is turning grey and was wearing a green jumper and blue jeans. Anyone with information in relation to the incident is asked to contact the police on 0141 532 4900. http://local.stv.tv/glasgow/209365-dog-walker-threatened-by-man-performing-sex-act-in-park-bushes/
...and what is the world coming to when ye canny have a bush-**** without some nosey boot disturbing ye.
He must have stumbled across a gang hut with copious amounts of porn and thought "why not?". We've all done it
Aged 40-50 with grey hair I'm insulted that you think my coshing skills would go unused in this situation as well.
At the age of 11, I moved to a still-being-developed bit of suburbia. I lived on a building site for about 3 years, basically. It was ****ing magic - the workies left scud books and ginger bottles everywhere plus there were piles of sand and scaffolding to **** about on.
My pal wiped his arse with loft insulation when we were playing on a building site as kids. Never heard anyone make such a high-pitched cry.
It was definitely a 90s thing. I reckon it's our duty to leave nudebooks scattered around for kids now. Was a major part in our growing up. I remember when I was about 10 or 11 and finding the sunday sport in the woods beside the park. Me and my pals would separate it all (jizzed) and lay it all over the place.
I think you'll find that finding scud books in hedges pre-dates the 1990s. I'm talking about going back far enough to the days when a shaved fanny was a rare and pervy thing.