tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745817778350624453.post4945242423065909302..comments2024-03-28T17:58:25.581+13:00Comments on The Flaxen Saxon Chronicles: Hello Mom Flaxen Saxonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03431645401478120921noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745817778350624453.post-35138495806432139752014-03-06T05:12:08.781+13:002014-03-06T05:12:08.781+13:00".....the tart’s tariff: ‘Bob a Job’.....&quo...".....the tart’s tariff: ‘Bob a Job’....."<br /><br />Nyuck!<br /><br />Men are pigs, by the way.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745817778350624453.post-41176335510963538982014-03-05T22:32:47.607+13:002014-03-05T22:32:47.607+13:00I am reminded of my stag night before - I hastily ...I am reminded of my stag night before - I hastily add - my first marriage. I was dragged along to a Soho strip club. Frankly I have never enjoyed strip clubs and find them rather boring. Anyway, I made up for this by imbibing large quantities of lager.<br /><br />Naturally this has an enlarging effect on the bladder which I was forced to relieve by standing on the roof of a VW Beetle and urinating down the windscreen causing a most aesthetically pleasing waterfall effect. I have had a fondness for the old VW's lines ever since.<br /><br />Unfortunately the officer stood behind me took a less favourable view of the proceedings...Dioclesehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08139646438543954337noreply@blogger.com