Master Bates

I expect a "What shall I call my pussy" thread in the Lounge

I believe anything's possible.

I had a teacher called Mrs King in Heathfield Fisrt School Year 3 and then the year after in Heathfield Middle School I had a teacher called Mrs Baldwin. Both teachers would grab you by the neck or the arm quite hard and push you about or make you stand on the table if you were naughty. Towards the end of year 3 I tripped Mrs King up in the corridor and broke her ankle, I was a mini hero and my parents didn't find out til parents evening. Apart from that I was never hit at school by the teachers, no cane etc

You have a wet pussy?

Quoted for truth.

And bungle changes my mind for Sunday afternoon. Sunday afternoon: Karalius Cup: Widnes Vikings v St Helens

Tonight: Few drinks, may even have a couple of J's. Sat: Take the dog out, pub for opening, protest thing, watch Saints win 3-1, then Bedfords. Sun: Take the dog out, 9:25 watch The Championship, then Hollyoaks. Sun afternoon: Chill to a few dvds.

I wouldn't be her friend, just her f*ck buddy.

I don't have sex with beautiful women for two good reasons. 1. I can't 2. They generally won't

It was hypnotising.

But now he bats for the other side.

Andrew Strode Gibbons?

It's both ffs!

Now Skacel's gone, I mean going

Any update?

This thread is totally wrong

Not a nice story, the fact it's true makes it even worse :smt022

Rudolf?

I can see people coming in, but others have to go first.

What did your parents use to hit with? My dad would often hit me with the following: A belt One on those green sticks Bamboon cane Slipper

5,000 - 10,000

It's just not Goodenough. If only Richard Branson was about, wouldn't mind Virgin Saints

Ok, fixed above

That is f*cking sick