the every day story of the smell of sex
posted by Deek Deekster @ 3:09 PM
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Oh, my! This very weekend, I directed traffic at a cycling event. I'm not sure if I'm glad or sad that they weren't naked.
What a parade! Tell me there wasn't a little man with a shovel bringing up the rear...
Well, you have to admire their balls! Er, I meant you have to admire their cheek... oh God, I mean they must really have felt strongly about it! Mind you, I would not have wanted to be stood downwind of that lot.
Heh - they just wanted an excuse to get nekkid and saddle-sore in public - and, let's face it, haven't we all? :P
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