It’s Over Already!
posted on 3 Oct 2014 in Clothing
Sucks turning 40…
Photo courtesy of Margaret Peterson.
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For the mutton dressed as lamb
Coming over to see you perhaps
If the lady has no life, I am definitely not going to get erotig with her.
No, spelling
No, grammar
No sexy – new sexy!
What? I just got here!
“correct style” dysfunction.
Here come the tentacles…
– You are so sexy, darling.
– No!
No sexy, no life.
Know sexy, know life.
Taken from my ex-wife’s closet.
No, Sexy & No, Life & No, Rock’n’roll!
That was quick.
Other shirts in the series:
— Is it in, yet?
— We need to paint the ceiling.
— Your brother does it better.
Can she putt her feet behind her ears?
Put not putt. NO! Golf has not taken over my life.
No Marum. The waiters frown on that in the restaurants. There is a place for elegance.
What you need, is a lady at the table, and a whore in the bedroom. 👿
Hahaha Gooma. I must have arranged my life backwards. I appear to have got the opposite.
BTW Gooma. I hope I didn’t offend anyone around the pool that night in Mosbi.
Just the opposite Kiobada. You proved you were a whitey after all. When you turned around, with the brown skin above and below, your white ar$3 stood out like a lighthouse on a headland. One of the blokes yelled – “Lookat his white ar$3! And we all fell about laughing. However all that weightlifting must have been good for you. At the sight of your equipment and your well shaped butt, there were coos of approval from all the PNG ladies, and not a few of the white ones too. One of the ladies was so rapt she dropped her… Read more »
@jjhitt.
That’s why they call wives “ceiling inspectors”. Mine uses No 2 regularly.
By what strange feat of mental masturbation, could “erotic” and “elegance” ever get paired?
I would have thought they were mutually exclusive.
The decade of afros and flaired pants is over already? No, kidding!
@Marum: If she can putt her feet behind her ears, you better use a wood. 😛
“It’s over already!”
“Sorry, I swear this has never happened before.”
No, 1970’s look.
It’s over already over 40 years ago.
Anorexic chicks with big hair. You’d swear you were screwing a poodle.
BTW Gooma. The story must have got exaggerated with the telling.
Four days later when I called into one the Private Hospitals in POM, for a check up, and a precautionary shot. I was a “case celebre”. I scored a female doctor who seemed quite interested. Not only that, damn near every nurse in the hospital found an excuse to file through the room, and have a perve. Most of them seemed quite disappointed. The gossip must depict me as being another Byron Chan. God! Who would want a champagne bottle permanently between their legs?
NO,PARTY
NO,DISCO
NO,FOOLING AROUND
Hehehehe. It is amazing how the Tok bokkus improves with the telling. The poor kekeni must have exaggerated things, to give herself an excuse. She must be devastated, that she came so close to seducing you, and still failed. Motuan ladies pride themselves on their skill in such matters. Not as much as the Trobs though, but still proud of their skill. You must be the only whitey to have actally been in a kekeni’s kio, and still escaped. Your wife should be proud of you.
Yu trupela man Kiobada. Hanuaboi namona.
Epig fail
Got married.
So this is where the model from Mott The Hoople’s 1974 album “The Hoople” went.
The zombie will please to know you be aroused.