What about if, right, say you had just done a look at a 5mm masonry bit in the window of

Thorns when an agile Jennifer whooshed up right quick on her Razor Rip Rider 360, hit the kerb, went airborne and performed a Saran Wrap right over the top of your Faas 500s, landed awkwardly, legs akimbo, sending her billowing summer dress to the top of her silken thighs as she uttered "Cunt".

Would you rub your stupid, f**king head with a gloved, left hand and run up to Geralds, whip your jeans down and pretend to hypnotise some old people with swirly hands and your pathetic penis or...

...would you felt tip the words of "In a Rut" onto the thin layer of cotton that separated your face from her moist, puffy vagina?

hmmm?

Say you had ventured into the fine city one day and this event befell you, whcih course of action, out of the two detailed above, do you think you might take?

hmmm? hmmm?

well?

hmmm?

Posted By: malkybarkid, Aug 12, 12:30:17