Last night someone was telling me about an acquaintance whose wife has nipples the size of ashtrays – and I’m talking bar ashtrays. After five pints, it properly twisted my brain.
Last night someone was telling me about an acquaintance whose wife has nipples the size of ashtrays – and I’m talking bar ashtrays. After five pints, it properly twisted my brain.
One minute it’s the wagon, the next it’s five pints and talk of nipples the size of ashtrays. I like it. Not tot keen on the nippleage though. I once saw a set of nipples that were at least an inch long when erect. That was bad enough. I wanted to hang baubles from them.
Only on the wagon from the remedies if you catch my drift… this is obviously accompanied by an increase in alcoholic consumption.