Anyone know where the street action is at in Termonfeckin ?? Saw a mature lady with a loaf of bread under her arm skulking about near the church, showing a bit of leg but I was too nervous to approach her. How should I do it ??
TheNads.
Anyone know where the street action is at in Termonfeckin ?? Saw a mature lady with a loaf of bread under her arm skulking about near the church, showing a bit of leg but I was too nervous to approach her. How should I do it ??
TheNads.
I'm not sure you're taking my predicament very seriously you Cork tool.
Anyway, I only go for real butter & tea & hang sangiches is not the remedy for what ails me.
Could I be wrong & she's not a brazer ? How does a fella know these things ?
Lonely in Termonfecken
TheNads.
In all fairness if you observe a working girl fora few minutes u will easily know if she is looking for buisness or just waiting to meet somebody or for a lift etc. My gut feeling would be they dont usually bring the grocery shopping with them .If u are genuinelly this much of a novice at this u better be careful or u will have more problems than hang sangiches as u call them.
finally in cork we are langers not tools
touche,love it boys...
nads man.
this is what u must do.
1 go up ask her can you borrow loaf of bread.
2 take the bread home (are u following me so far)
3 cut out the inside of the bread ,leaving a hollow
4 fill the hollow with liver and milk
there u go .......homemade pussy
enjoy
nbt
I'm no wiser about the brazer scene in the village.
I've tried the liver in the 5th on our local par 3 & got barred for life. Can't even go for a pint anymore, the fucker told all the lads. They're calling me "Mixed Grill", bastards !
I'm sure some of the foreign lassies who hang around between the shop & church are touting but just don't want to get a name again for being a perv. if I chat them up.
White knuckle shuffler
TheNads.
After resigning myself to the occasional visit to the Big Smoke & the golden mile in Dublin I stumbled accross the aforementioned lady near the church. No bread this time, just a bag of fig-rolls in her pocket. I'd had the few swift halves & plucked up the courage to ask her for a light.
Low & behold she starts humming ala Jim Morrisson & says she can light my fire in the graveyard for €50. She's from Uzbekistan, she says. Sounds like it, definitely Latino / South American. To cut to the chase, she gave me a bareback gobble & swallied the full deposit of uncle-punk. Fuckin' superstar ! & a fig-roll to take me off home with.
Keep your eyes open lads, she's about mid 40s & dresses a bit like a gypsy & with a mouth that could suck start a jumbo !
Now, who's laughing ya' Cork tool ber ?
TheNads.