I decided to go for a quiet half dozen in my local this afternoon. I couldn't help overhear these two lads discussing escorts ie rates, times, location etc. I was almost tempted to give my tuppence worth but realised that my identity would be revealed.
A clue to the two lads, I was the chap two stools down to you on your right, drinking Guinness, farting and smoking Benson and Hedges outside.
The Pub and E-I
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26-10-09, 17:36Fran TickThe Pub and E-I
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26-10-09, 19:26Dirty Harrythey were probably to drunk to notice :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Fran Tick
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26-10-09, 19:31Fran TickI think the whole bar heard them. The word discretion did come to mind.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dirty Harry
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26-10-09, 20:16cartmanexperthey bud..you could have taken them under your wing..and showed them the ropes..:rolleyes:Quote:
Originally Posted by Fran Tick
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26-10-09, 23:33ForrestYou should move this thread to fetish services if you're going to start using ropes.:pQuote:
Originally Posted by cartman
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26-10-09, 23:41lutherOh Forrest......That was so bad, it was almost good............:o.........:p...........:DQuote:
Originally Posted by Forrest
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26-10-09, 23:50ForrestAh Luther
Give me a break:(:(
I was reading a book of Bob Monkhoue jokes earlier and it's having an effect on me.:rolleyes: -
27-10-09, 01:02Fran TickI could have said not to be blabbering in the pub, you don't know who's listening. Drink loosens tongues, that's why God invented whiskey, it was so the Irish wouldn't take over the world.Quote:
Originally Posted by cartman