Enjoying a little 69 fun with an old girlfriend, she was on top, I opened my eyes to see a dingleberry hanging from her balloon knot. Just at that moment it dropped off and straight down my throat , out of reflex i swallowed and it was gone.
Anyone else take a little gulp imagining themselves being in that situation , just me maybe uuuuuuurgh filth
Whilst drinking the bar dry of JD on a First Class Virgin flight to LA (I got bumped up because De La Soul wanted to sit together in Premium) Paul McKenna and I got into a bit of a 2 and 8 and he was escorted back to his seat and told to sit there and stay there!
On a Virgin Atlantic flight to New York years ago, the in-flight entertainment had a short documentary on the newly launched V Festival. Was shocked to see my friends drunkenly chatting away to the camera whilst I was sitting in the background - none of us remembered the filming even taking place!
Me and my workmates were playing football over Regent's Park when Woody Harrelson (who was in a play in the West End at the time) walked over and asked if he could play. He was on my side. So there was a lot of, 'Woody, Woody, just a touch, mate.' He played the next week, as well.
Me and my workmates were playing football over Regent's Park when Woody Harrelson (who was in a play in the West End at the time) walked over and asked if he could play. He was on my side. So there was a lot of, 'Woody, Woody, just a touch, mate.' He played the next week, as well.
I saw him in that play - he was terrible. Obviously some people should stick to film and TV work.
One of my recent training classes, as usual everyone is a little on edge on their first day. So I do a little demonstration with one of my dogs to put them at ease, I used JJ and did a little bite work as well as some obedience using his favourite lure a tug toy. After returning him to the van I turned to the class (all women) and said "Do any of you use toys at home? lots of shaking of the heads until one lady said. Do you mean when training with my dog or the dildo in my bedside cabinet!!
About 18 or so years ago me and a handful of mates were down Rochester and one of the boys got into a bit of handbags with another bloke, we separated them and Matts parting shot was to flick a fag at the bloke he was having the row with. Greenie's story slung this bit back into my mind. It spiralled through the air and landed like a dart in a board in the blokes ear. Hot bit first!
Matt isn't with us anymore but him and the bloke on the receiving end became mates years later from working at the same firm. Had I not been there I wouldn't believe that story
It was August and I was walking down the street in Washington DC. Some gorgeous ladies walked past wearing short skirts etc, I turned to briefly admire them passing, it was then with perfect timing that a gust of wind lightly blew the back of all their skirts up and none of them noticed. One was wearing a thong, a couple of others a g string and I swear to god one wasn’t wearing any panties at all.
It’s like god came down and went “here ya go son” and gave them a little lift.
It was August and I was walking down the street in Washington DC. Some gorgeous ladies walked past wearing short skirts etc, I turned to briefly admire them passing, it was then with perfect timing that a gust of wind lightly blew the back of all their skirts up and none of them noticed. One was wearing a thong, a couple of others a g string and I swear to god one wasn’t wearing any panties at all.
It’s like god came down and went “here ya go son” and gave them a little lift.
It was August and I was walking down the street in Washington DC. Some gorgeous ladies walked past wearing short skirts etc, I turned to briefly admire them passing, it was then with perfect timing that a gust of wind lightly blew the back of all their skirts up and none of them noticed. One was wearing a thong, a couple of others a g string and I swear to god one wasn’t wearing any panties at all.
It’s like god came down and went “here ya go son” and gave them a little lift.
It was August and I was walking down the street in Washington DC. Some gorgeous ladies walked past wearing short skirts etc, I turned to briefly admire them passing, it was then with perfect timing that a gust of wind lightly blew the back of all their skirts up and none of them noticed. One was wearing a thong, a couple of others a g string and I swear to god one wasn’t wearing any panties at all.
It’s like god came down and went “here ya go son” and gave them a little lift.
I was literally the only person to witness this.
You sound like Patrick Stewart playing Patrick Stewart in Extras
Myself, an elderly man missing a leg, and a dancer in a wheelchair, carrying helium balloons, all dressed in wedding dresses managed to wrestle a theif to the floor who had just stole our wallets from the dressing room.
Myself, an elderly man missing a leg, and a dancer in a wheelchair, carrying helium balloons, all dressed in wedding dresses managed to wrestle a theif to the floor who had just stole our wallets from the dressing room.
Fancy dress party, circa 2001 maybe 2000 at my workmates house in Ashford on the Stanhope estate
A bloke dressed as Noddy punched my mates brother who wasn't dressed up. Noddy got chased by a bloke dressed as Hitler, Chewbacca from stat wars (might have been bungle from rainbow actually) and Ali G
They caught this guy and gave him a bit of a working over and returned to the party
The police turned up about 30 minutes later, we were half expecting this and predictably everyone's cheering and saying things like "ah mate you look quality, is that a real radio" and as long the WPC when the striptease starts.
They then bring the house down by demanding to see Ali G and Hitler and a 'big brown furry thing'. We all calmed down, and it was all dealt with sensibly. Noddy didn't want to press charges but the copper who told us about the call he got had me in stitches
"We had to attend, we got a call over the radio saying a concerned resident had just seen Noddy taking a couple of right hooks from Ali G outside her front garden which she cpuld handle but seeing Hitler sweatily joining the fray nearly gave her a heart attack"
It wasn't Halloween or anything like that just a 40th party
Went for a job interview one evening after work at a bank in the West End .Took the wrong door on the way out and got locked in .No such thing as mobile phones then .Got let out by security the next morning
Enjoying a little 69 fun with an old girlfriend, she was on top, I opened my eyes to see a dingleberry hanging from her balloon knot. Just at that moment it dropped off and straight down my throat , out of reflex i swallowed and it was gone.
Had to google quite a bit of this post.
Never heard of a dingleberry before and even then only fell in when I saw this image of a balloon knot. I feel as though you've robbed me of an innocence that I can never get back.
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(Fortunately everyone was concentrating on 'proper' form and not their pace)
Fcuking Mind Jedi I am !
About 18 or so years ago me and a handful of mates were down Rochester and one of the boys got into a bit of handbags with another bloke, we separated them and Matts parting shot was to flick a fag at the bloke he was having the row with. Greenie's story slung this bit back into my mind. It spiralled through the air and landed like a dart in a board in the blokes ear. Hot bit first!
Matt isn't with us anymore but him and the bloke on the receiving end became mates years later from working at the same firm. Had I not been there I wouldn't believe that story
I couldn't believe it either...
It was August and I was walking down the street in Washington DC. Some gorgeous ladies walked past wearing short skirts etc, I turned to briefly admire them passing, it was then with perfect timing that a gust of wind lightly blew the back of all their skirts up and none of them noticed. One was wearing a thong, a couple of others a g string and I swear to god one wasn’t wearing any panties at all.
It’s like god came down and went “here ya go son” and gave them a little lift.
I was literally the only person to witness this.
Funny episode that one
Fancy dress party, circa 2001 maybe 2000 at my workmates house in Ashford on the Stanhope estate
A bloke dressed as Noddy punched my mates brother who wasn't dressed up. Noddy got chased by a bloke dressed as Hitler, Chewbacca from stat wars (might have been bungle from rainbow actually) and Ali G
They caught this guy and gave him a bit of a working over and returned to the party
The police turned up about 30 minutes later, we were half expecting this and predictably everyone's cheering and saying things like "ah mate you look quality, is that a real radio" and as long the WPC when the striptease starts.
They then bring the house down by demanding to see Ali G and Hitler and a 'big brown furry thing'. We all calmed down, and it was all dealt with sensibly. Noddy didn't want to press charges but the copper who told us about the call he got had me in stitches
"We had to attend, we got a call over the radio saying a concerned resident had just seen Noddy taking a couple of right hooks from Ali G outside her front garden which she cpuld handle but seeing Hitler sweatily joining the fray nearly gave her a heart attack"
It wasn't Halloween or anything like that just a 40th party
Never heard of a dingleberry before and even then only fell in when I saw this image of a balloon knot. I feel as though you've robbed me of an innocence that I can never get back.