on saturday night i came home and looked out my living room window to see a wee durty getting pummelled against the recycling bins. she was a touch of class. needless to say i watched to the end <gambol>
In other words your hands were too busy to hold a phone? My guess is you were abseiling, finger up the arse "feeding the rope"
Ahh the good old days of pumping wee durties ootside, I was a bus shelter man myself. The odd time they'd just get pumped up against a wall but I liked to treat them to the bus shelter now and again
there are three, one brown one white and one green. she was getting pumped against the brown one <wishitwasaeuphemism>