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I'm going on a family holiday to majorca on friday with my mum dad and sister, which should be fun-ish, though I feel I have slightly outgrown the family holiday thang now and to make up for it im going on a boozy weekend with friends the week after. A family holiday for a teenage lad is pretty much an all-out masturbation ban due to such close quarters with family members and unless you're some sort of southern hick, or Niddle, you dont want to be walked in on whilst beating your meat. This is usually quite, for want of a better word, hard for a teenage boy to cope with due to sexy young beach babes who wantonly bare their breasts and rub lotion on themselves. It's like free porn without the cheesy music.
I shall also be bringing back a lot of cheap alcohol, including absinth, and having a house party when I return, which you're all invited to... except you.
I've recently become moderately obsessed with magpies. You remember the little nursery rhyme thing, "One for sorrow, two for joy...", well I reckon it's rather true. When I see one magpie on its own I always look for a second, mostly because I am superstitious to a point of nonsense, but still. Anyway the reason that a lone magpie denotes sorrow is because magpies are the most faithful creatures around and if it's little magpie husband or wife (I sound like a parent trying to explain this) dies, it will not find another one, but live alone until it dies. Bless. Slightly linked to this, I am annoyed when people say "Aww, he died of a broken heart" - people honestly beleive in their fickle little brains that the heart breaks and they die. It's like some warped version of Operation, where the funny bone is manned by Ricky Gervais.
Oh, and I had my hair cut and look like an angry England fan who is gearing up to kick you in the face and take your watch.
RAH!
I shall also be bringing back a lot of cheap alcohol, including absinth, and having a house party when I return, which you're all invited to... except you.
I've recently become moderately obsessed with magpies. You remember the little nursery rhyme thing, "One for sorrow, two for joy...", well I reckon it's rather true. When I see one magpie on its own I always look for a second, mostly because I am superstitious to a point of nonsense, but still. Anyway the reason that a lone magpie denotes sorrow is because magpies are the most faithful creatures around and if it's little magpie husband or wife (I sound like a parent trying to explain this) dies, it will not find another one, but live alone until it dies. Bless. Slightly linked to this, I am annoyed when people say "Aww, he died of a broken heart" - people honestly beleive in their fickle little brains that the heart breaks and they die. It's like some warped version of Operation, where the funny bone is manned by Ricky Gervais.
Oh, and I had my hair cut and look like an angry England fan who is gearing up to kick you in the face and take your watch.
RAH!
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Timmargh wrote:
> Paradox: wrote:
> ... people honestly beleive in their fickle little brains that the
> heart breaks and they die.
>
> And this is sillier than superstition because ... ?
>
> :^P
I'm a hotch potch of random beleifs
> Have a good holiday - if you take a camera and get some good snaps of
> the aforementioned oiled topless ladies then you can make up for the
> self-abuse abstention when you get home. Allegedly.
Nah, I'm just going to offer them my home-made oil from my special phallic dispenser.
> Paradox: wrote:
> ... people honestly beleive in their fickle little brains that the
> heart breaks and they die.
>
> And this is sillier than superstition because ... ?
>
> :^P
I'm a hotch potch of random beleifs
> Have a good holiday - if you take a camera and get some good snaps of
> the aforementioned oiled topless ladies then you can make up for the
> self-abuse abstention when you get home. Allegedly.
Nah, I'm just going to offer them my home-made oil from my special phallic dispenser.
Paradox: wrote:
> A family holiday for
> a teenage lad is pretty much an all-out masturbation ban due to such
> close quarters with family members
Nah, I share a bedroom with my 2 sisters (13, 15) and my brother (19) and I do it every night with no problems.
Have fun!
> A family holiday for
> a teenage lad is pretty much an all-out masturbation ban due to such
> close quarters with family members
Nah, I share a bedroom with my 2 sisters (13, 15) and my brother (19) and I do it every night with no problems.
Have fun!
Paradox: wrote:
> Oh, and I had my hair cut and look like an angry England fan who is
> gearing up to kick you in the face and take your watch.
>
> RAH!
Since when were you scouse?
> Oh, and I had my hair cut and look like an angry England fan who is
> gearing up to kick you in the face and take your watch.
>
> RAH!
Since when were you scouse?
Paradox: wrote:
> ... people honestly beleive in their fickle little brains that the heart breaks and they die.
And this is sillier than superstition because ... ?
:^P
Have a good holiday - if you take a camera and get some good snaps of the aforementioned oiled topless ladies then you can make up for the self-abuse abstention when you get home. Allegedly.
> ... people honestly beleive in their fickle little brains that the heart breaks and they die.
And this is sillier than superstition because ... ?
:^P
Have a good holiday - if you take a camera and get some good snaps of the aforementioned oiled topless ladies then you can make up for the self-abuse abstention when you get home. Allegedly.
I'm going on a family holiday to majorca on friday with my mum dad and sister, which should be fun-ish, though I feel I have slightly outgrown the family holiday thang now and to make up for it im going on a boozy weekend with friends the week after. A family holiday for a teenage lad is pretty much an all-out masturbation ban due to such close quarters with family members and unless you're some sort of southern hick, or Niddle, you dont want to be walked in on whilst beating your meat. This is usually quite, for want of a better word, hard for a teenage boy to cope with due to sexy young beach babes who wantonly bare their breasts and rub lotion on themselves. It's like free porn without the cheesy music.
I shall also be bringing back a lot of cheap alcohol, including absinth, and having a house party when I return, which you're all invited to... except you.
I've recently become moderately obsessed with magpies. You remember the little nursery rhyme thing, "One for sorrow, two for joy...", well I reckon it's rather true. When I see one magpie on its own I always look for a second, mostly because I am superstitious to a point of nonsense, but still. Anyway the reason that a lone magpie denotes sorrow is because magpies are the most faithful creatures around and if it's little magpie husband or wife (I sound like a parent trying to explain this) dies, it will not find another one, but live alone until it dies. Bless. Slightly linked to this, I am annoyed when people say "Aww, he died of a broken heart" - people honestly beleive in their fickle little brains that the heart breaks and they die. It's like some warped version of Operation, where the funny bone is manned by Ricky Gervais.
Oh, and I had my hair cut and look like an angry England fan who is gearing up to kick you in the face and take your watch.
RAH!
I shall also be bringing back a lot of cheap alcohol, including absinth, and having a house party when I return, which you're all invited to... except you.
I've recently become moderately obsessed with magpies. You remember the little nursery rhyme thing, "One for sorrow, two for joy...", well I reckon it's rather true. When I see one magpie on its own I always look for a second, mostly because I am superstitious to a point of nonsense, but still. Anyway the reason that a lone magpie denotes sorrow is because magpies are the most faithful creatures around and if it's little magpie husband or wife (I sound like a parent trying to explain this) dies, it will not find another one, but live alone until it dies. Bless. Slightly linked to this, I am annoyed when people say "Aww, he died of a broken heart" - people honestly beleive in their fickle little brains that the heart breaks and they die. It's like some warped version of Operation, where the funny bone is manned by Ricky Gervais.
Oh, and I had my hair cut and look like an angry England fan who is gearing up to kick you in the face and take your watch.
RAH!
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