mc5 - Electric sock treatment

Whenever I get drunk and try and chat up our secretaries, they always make me feel a tit.

[st d] I hope you don't try to rope them!

Ch] If I do that they demand a fee as well.

[st d] Do you give them a surprise rab in the dark? Or do they come to you for one fist?

Do they mind if you lap their bottoms?

soft] Once I asked them to lose their eyes, and I was going to take my pick.....but enough - that ended up with me almost being ired.

Maybe you need to practice a bit of sick chatter? It can work wonders if you give them a bit of the old harm.

Does anyone know where I can get hold of a wetern starring Clit Eastwood?

[Angus Prune] Try your local video sore.

[Angus] Bockbusters should be able to get you out of that predicament!

I was wondering why this thread left me old; crudity is not it.

[Duj] Then look upon it as an olden opportunity to reel back the ears.

[Dujon] Yes, try and remember back to the days when trousers had to have fares and wild air was fashionable, before the days of the micro-hip.

Ah yes... how well I remember the days before the internet, when we had to make do with computer bulletin-boars.

Ah... the golden age of seam.

oh yes rab, rains were SO exciting back then; all that team hugging when the rain pulled away from the platform.

Yes, those old seam trains were fabulous, especially the lying scotsman.

You could ravel first lass, second lass - even third lass !

What about al that moke getting in your eyes though?