A tale of sex and drugs with a bit of rockin' and rollin'
Shagged the bird.
Fancied a mutually shared fag.
However, as he was in the process of trying to give up the weed, he thought to take one of the anti-smoking tablets the Doctor had given him.
No sooner said than done and then that sensation in the groin told them it was time for further action.
Using a Polish idiom, his dick was like a rivet from the Forth Rail Bridge.
Another ride, another anti-smoke tablet.
Another ride, another anti-smoke tablet.
Ad infinitum and ad nauseum as they both found out.
Oxygen cylinders and adrenaline were the order of the day
And here is why.
That was my day, how was yours?
5 comments:
Sounds like a reasonable way of quitting the weed to me. Bump and grind sounds so much more attractive than gasp and cough.
The point of the story, for me, is that no-one complained about being given the wrong scripts.
PS in Wroclaw, the idiom refers to Grunwaldski Bridge - one of my favourite bridges.
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Pray what would happen if I indulged in an anti-shagging pill?
Would in involve a free trip to China or....
pity the poor guys waitng for the viagra to kick in!!
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No Pixie, pity the poor woman!
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