Fatso

Fatso
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#1

I hope this isn’t too weird/embarrassing but I just noticed that you were online and it finally seemed appropriate to let you know…

…I want you inside me.


#2

Learn to use the PM function, Kid. You’re at the back of a pretty long queue.


#3

Excuse me! There is a queue old chap.


#4

This is what happens when Soviet is delayed. If it wasn’t for Nu Labour bringing us in, Grinder wouldn’t be a thing.


#5

This is a bit weird.


#6

I hope I haven’t scared him off.


#7

Too many been there already TCK - he is a little ‘slack’ now as witnessed by his 3 average shits before 8am


#8

Well, this is a beautiful thing and the highlight of my life. I am, of course, incredibly flattered and open to all offers, requests and demands.


#9

Shouldn’t this be on the “Who’s fucked out of their minds on a heady mixture of drugs and drink on a Friday night?” thread?


#10

No Bob, it’s an innocent love story. More like this.

The edgy music might encourage Barry to get involved.

Sotonians love triangle?


#11

You’re so right, SoS. Every time I hear a Bacharach song I think about Fatso. I just can’t help myself. Then again, nobody can.


#12

Did Bert write this one as well?

A game @fatso is about to stop playing.


#13

rule 1 is invoked to see what everybody else is shagging

Fatso put it up.


#14

To be honest, I think I was just a little giddy after having had a quick wank in the shower on an empty stomach.

If only it had been Fatso’s stomach.


#15

I wanted to upvote this, I really did but that last sentence has thrown me into a pit of dispair that my turn may never materialise within mine or Fats’ lifetime. Playing coy has backfired on me. Just have to move on I guess :lou_sad: