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I love all sorts of dodgy 80's tunes, 'System Addict' by FiveeStar, I dance to them in 80's bars while surrounded by Hoff posters.

 

Fuck me, you should be shot, and then have paving slabs dropped on your legs....thats just wrong.:no

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I got caught knocking one out by me Mam. Aged 15, kneeling on the living room floor, checking out the underwear sluts in Mams' "Family Album" catalogue. Door opens, Mummy walks in!

 

Now THAT.....is fuckin' quality!:yes:

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I once parted with money for a Kate Bush record.

And looking through my old record collection I noticed that I also have singles by Cyndi Lauper and John 'Jellybean' Benitez.

Im a wrong 'un.

Oh yeah, and Id love to spurt all over Faith Browns tits.

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I've got Right Said Freds [first?] album as i liked Deeply Dippy.

 

Not for their bums.

 

I saw them live at the Radio One Roadshow in Weston-Super-Mare along with East 17.

 

Not for their bums.

 

That was the day when, being off my face on a strange combination of Thatchers cider, skunk and acid, I was nearly ran over by Carl Cox who was driving like a twat.

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I once (or thrice) went for a shit in the sea in Morocco. I used the waves to 'wipe' my arse.

 

I also have a truly embaressing story about Amsterdam. But No way on Earth am I broadcasting it on the Internet. Yas can fuck off.

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I once (or thrice) went for a shit in the sea in Morocco. I used the waves to 'wipe' my arse.

 

I also have a truly embaressing story about Amsterdam. But No way on Earth am I broadcasting it on the Internet. Yas can fuck off.

 

 

Terry had a ladyboy,Terry had a ladyboy.

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Ok basically I went in some sexshop thing that had like a theatre and all kinds of private booths. I was only 18 at the time and the whole thing was just fuckin unbeleivable. I walk into one of these booths not knowing what's going on. I lock the door, sit on the seat, throw 2 Euros in the slot and press a button. Sitting waiting for a porn film to start I'm amazed when a girl pulls back the curtain and says "Hi, baby." Well I fucking shit myself and mustered up, " Erm, ok."

 

She hands me a piece of card through a slot and I take it. On the card is a list, a list of shows she'll put on for you.

 

Cut a long story short, I ended up having a wank in front of a Dutch girl sitting behind a glass screen who was playing with her twat. I've never been so uncomfortable whilst masturbating.

 

I finished up, she closed the curtain and left me to clean myself up. I never even told my Dad (I was there for his 40th) or any of the lads.

 

There, happy now?

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Ok basically I went in some sexshop thing that had like a theatre and all kinds of private booths. I was only 18 at the time and the whole thing was just fuckin unbeleivable. I walk into one of these booths not knowing what's going on. I lock the door, sit on the seat, throw 2 Euros in the slot and press a button. Sitting waiting for a porn film to start I'm amazed when this bloke pulls back the curtain and says "Hi, baby." Well I fucking shit myself and mustered up, " Erm, ok."

 

He hands me a piece of card through a slot and I take it. On the card is a list, a list of shows he'll put on for you. So I chose "naughty builder".

 

Cut a long story short, I ended up having a wank in front of a 16 stone Dutch bloke sitting behind a glass screen who was playing with his tool. I've never been so happy whilst masturbating.

 

I finished up, she closed the curtain and left me to clean myself up. I never even told my Dad (I was there for his 40th) or any of the lads.

 

There, happy now?

 

I see.

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I took it as admitting that my version was correct.

 

Well then, you're wrong and my original post was right. I went near no gender-benders. I did however watch two Nigerian or Jamaican women dildoing each other. Funniest thing ever.

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Well then, you're wrong and my original post was right. I went near no gender-benders. I did however watch two Nigerian or Jamaican women dildoing each other. Funniest thing ever.

 

Hmmm. Your avatar and message thingy under it are starting to look very suspicious now.

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Ok basically I went in some sexshop thing that had like a theatre and all kinds of private booths. I was only 18 at the time and the whole thing was just fuckin unbeleivable. I walk into one of these booths not knowing what's going on. I lock the door, sit on the seat, throw 2 Euros in the slot and press a button. Sitting waiting for a porn film to start I'm amazed when a girl pulls back the curtain and says "Hi, baby." Well I fucking shit myself and mustered up, " Erm, ok."

 

She hands me a piece of card through a slot and I take it. On the card is a list, a list of shows she'll put on for you.

 

Cut a long story short, I ended up having a wank in front of a Dutch girl sitting behind a glass screen who was playing with her twat. I've never been so uncomfortable whilst masturbating.

 

I finished up, she closed the curtain and left me to clean myself up. I never even told my Dad (I was there for his 40th) or any of the lads.

 

There, happy now?

 

When i was in Amsterdam one of my mates(and no it wasn't me) went in one of them but he didn't know what it was. Outside of it was a load of pictures of who you can have perform to you so i shouted in press number 5, who was a fella in a tong built like a brickhouse, sadly though my mate came out and asked me why and saw the pictures so he picked a fine looking lass and knocked one out to her while she flicked her switch.

He told me at the end that they hand you out some tissues to clean up. Classy.

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