You've got to use your imagination.

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I opened the door wearing literally nothing but my size 28G bra to be greeted by burly man.

"Morning Mam, I be the pluimber", says he, in a strong Dorset accent, "I eard there was a big job wot wanted sorting around ere". I licked finger suggestively and said "now don't you get the wrong idea big boy, I'm only after a shower.".

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morning mam ?!?!? you got issues mate!

i'd have understood ma'am.. but your mother!
 
bloody 'ell...

you lot have overactive imaginations... 28G?!!! I don't make it that far down the alphabet :eek:
 
is this like tinder?

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Hmm.. I'm starting to regret stepping into this thread...:D
Could really go for some tasty baps now :eek:
 

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