Just heard a guy...

I find the best form of high powered stress relief is to indulge in alarmingly vivid revenge fantasies featuring a gleaming arsenal of semi automatic weapons, night vision goggles and a dark, locked factory filled with my cowering foes.

The hardest thing is to hide my giggles while sitting at my desk.

strangest masturbatory images i have ever heard of, and whilst at your desk!

Have you whittled it down to a bloody stump?

To get this far "priction" must've occurred.

I recently somehow ended up relating these stories to a mate of mine. She then proceeded to tell me a story where when she was travelling some forrin lands, she was advised to find some hidden gem of a temple. While on her quest for said temple, which took many hours, she past a monk in beautiful red robes. Finally, after searching high and low, she found this stunning old temple well worth the sweaty effort! On entering the temple, walking down the isle between the pews she marvelled at it's magnificence she noticed the very same monk sitting and praying on one of the pews. As she passed the monk on the way to the altar she caught out of the corner of her eye the monk, he was wanking, not praying. In shock and disbelief she made her way around the temple to to see if it was only her tired eyes fooling her. But no, the monk was in fact wanking, but more distressing was the fact that he was also crying with the most distressed unhappy face she had ever seen!!!

Was her name Lara Croft?

I recently somehow ended up relating these stories to a mate of mine. She then proceeded to tell me a story where when she was travelling some forrin lands, she was advised to find some hidden gem of a temple. While on her quest for said temple, which took many hours, she past a monk in beautiful red robes. Finally, after searching high and low, she found this stunning old temple well worth the sweaty effort! On entering the temple, walking down the isle between the pews she marvelled at it's magnificence she noticed the very same monk sitting and praying on one of the pews. As she passed the monk on the way to the altar she caught out of the corner of her eye the monk, he was wanking, not praying. In shock and disbelief she made her way around the temple to to see if it was only her tired eyes fooling her. But no, the monk was in fact wanking, but more distressing was the fact that he was also crying with the most distressed unhappy face she had ever seen!!!

See, it does make you go blind....

Clearly a cry-monker.

when she was travelling some forrin lands, she was advised to find some hidden gem of a temple. While on her quest for said temple, which took many hours, she past a monk in beautiful red robes. Finally, after searching high and low, she found this stunning old temple well worth the sweaty effort! On entering the temple, walking down the isle between the pews she marvelled at it's magnificence

Sounds like a euph to me.

Has this guy stopped introducing himself to Father Palmer and his 5 daughters?