I used to see white ****e's all the time growing up, **** knows why. Not seen one in a while. Kinda miss them. Anyone else miss stuff from their younger days.
Excellent point! The last guy I murdered, instead of throwing his bones into a black bag and then into an incinerator, I instead fashioned some matching bone dildo's for me an her to mutually anal masturbate. please log in to view this image
I remember being in 6 and being in my pals house, he took me into his dads room and showed me his dads jazz mag collection
The good old days of park porn! I no longer throw my art pamphlets away but rather drop them off around the local park for the youths to find. I think it is handing down the baton to the tuggers of the future. A beautiful thing when you consider the joy it will bring to the kid who stumbles across a vintage Rodox with some hefty German bird smothered in special sauce.
Record Shops: used to spend my school lunch hour browsing the racks in the two independent shops in Hitchin plus check for bargains in Woolworths bargain buckets and the second hand stalls in the market place.
I found a porn-hut in Heaton Park when I was about 15. A small wooden shed with its walls plastered in hardcore pornography. There wasn't an inch that wasn't covered with filth. A truly wondrous place
The boys favoured the Ford Capri 3.0 S for chasing the bad guys, but I preferred the more stately Ford Granada XD. Sadly neither make of car is still with us.
