Soldato
I agree & also feel people would open up more if there wasn't the Witch hunt after every post.
Thanks & yes it isn't necessary !
I agree & also feel people would open up more if there wasn't the Witch hunt after every post.
Just wound my girlfriend up and told her this was mine... I'm 23, we've been together for 2 years, about to go on holiday etc.. etc..
Unfortunately, it isn't me .
When I was younger I had a serious crush on my brother's wife. They were on holiday and I was going over to their house to water the plants, feed the fish, etc. While I was there I couldn't resist the urge to go and check out her underwear drawer. It was pretty good and I considered taking some home for "review" later that evening. It felt too weird so I decided against it. I did have a nose around though, and in the closet I spied their video camera. "hmmm" I thought to myself...
I went and plugged the video camera into the TV to have a look and, sure enough, lots of amazing footage of the bros missus doing naughty things! There was some other stuff that I've managed to wipe from my mind and would rather not dwell on.....I'm sure you can understand. I found a blank VHS tape and made copies of all the good stuff. I had the tape for a long time and it was pretty much worn out as you can imagine. I finally destroyed it on the day I left home as I didn't want it turning up somewhere in the move.
They got divorced a long time ago by the way. Even so.....sorry Bro!
One time while playing pool i felt a rather ominous rumble in my stomach accompanied by a growl that would make a Lion **** itself in terror. So i high tailed it to the crapper and stood for a few seconds looking at it, eventually i thought **** that im not sitting on that thing, so i squatted over it and unleashed a dump that would have put the Hiroshima bomb to shame, the odd thing was though i didn't hear any impact on the water. So after looking around i was horrified to see about 9 inches of turd standing proudly on end on the seat of the toilet accompanied by a stink that would floor a gross of skunks. Panic stations ensued as i was sure i would be spotted coming out of the bog, after wiping my ass and washing my hands my ears went into RADAR mode actively searching for people as i slithered out of the bog and back into the pool room where i snagged my cue and headed home. My brother arrived home from the pool hall later that night stating that some dirty **** had taken a dump on the toilet seat and the guy who was looking after the hall that night paid someone that was the most sickening asskisser you'd ever meet a tenner to clean it up. A win for getting away with it and another win for getting that annoying little git to clean it up.
I can understand the lad winning the lottery not wanting to tell his girlfriend. I watched a show before about people who had won large amounts of money whilst they were in a relationship, and many of them ended up splitting up or divorcing. If he told her it could put a massive strain on things if he didn't want to spend it and she was planning mansions, cars, holidays with it all.
I used to work with an attractive but rather annoying, self-obsessed girl. I was doing overtime one Saturday and no one else had come in. I noticed she'd left her plastic water bottle on her desk. I made a manly deposit in it but ensured there was no obvious evidence. The next Monday she took a swig from her bottle, now filled with water, and said it tasted funny and it smelled. I commented that plastic bottles tend to tend to pick up smells over time without an ounce of guilt. When alone in an office On another occasion I made a similar deposit in a pair of girl's shoes after sniffing them.