Make love, not war.

What's a JO bud?

I think in the Uk it would be called a wank mate

I love wank slang.

"I would be ok with just JO looking at a tornado"
blimey

Too much testosterone.

I'm convinced of that diagnosis, as I'm also having one of those days where I notice women's bosoms and bottoms before I notice their faces. It's a bit anti-social.

Ha! welcome to my world.

You know that hard exercise releases extra testosterone, if you want to be some mellow bollockless eunuch then you have to stop with the cycling, weights and roids.

ha ha

"obviously this is impossible and dangerous to attempt so I would Ok with just JO looking at a tornado"

nothing like a man who settles for second best

No check out assistants were involved.

Love on the checkout conveyor. By Aaron Smyth.

I'm convinced of that diagnosis, as I'm also having one of those days where I notice women's bosoms and bottoms before I notice their faces.

ah.

um..

'bosoms and bottoms' were the first words i noticed in that sentence

"Oh darling, I'm so angry. At people who stand in the road. At drivers. At the check out assistants."
"You mad passionate fool, make love to me"
"I've already alerted the forum"
"Oh darling, I do love you so"

"Oh darling, I'm so angry. At people who stand in the road. At drivers. At the check out assistants."
"You mad passionate fool, make love to me"
"I've already have"
"Oh"

I'm not interested in being that bloke's JO bud, but I do relate to his desire to combine sexual activity with extreme weather conditions. Make the internal world external. You know, like King Lear's madness and the storm and all that shit.

I do relate to his desire to combine sexual activity with extreme weather conditions.

rimming in a snow drift?

"Oh darling, I'm so angry. At people who stand in the road. At drivers. At the check out assistants."
"You mad passionate fool, make love to me"
"I've already alerted the forum"
"Oh darling, I do love you so"

"Oh darling, I'm so angry. At people who stand in the road. At drivers. At the check out assistants."
"You mad passionate fool, make love to me"
"I've already have"
"Oh"

"Oh darling, I'm so angry. At people who stand in the road. At drivers. At the check out assistants."
"You mad passionate fool, make love to me."
"In a minute, someone's wrong on the internet."
"Fffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkk."

If anyone is single and frustrated....

....I'll let you donkey punch me for £20.

whoa

frottage in a hail storm?

Golden showers ?

in the rain?

This is Britain. I was thinking more like holding hands in scorching 22 degrees sunshine.

Are you still here?

. . . or dogging in the wind.

I'm not interested in being that bloke's JO bud, but I do relate to his desire to combine sexual activity with extreme weather conditions. Make the internal world external. You know, like King Lear's madness and the storm and all that shit.

As my likeness Franky Boyle once said.

"I like to shag my girlfriend during a thunderstorm and pretend we taking part in the conception of the anti Christ."

Are you still here?

Where?

. . . or dogging in the wind.

Great film.

Best seen at a drive-in.

' the answer, my friend, is dogging in the wind ; the answer is dogging in the wind'

Best seen at a stand-in.

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