SMS. 7.54. Another lovely morning Miss. Here’s hoping it brings good fortune for us both – Tom
SMS. 8.20. I’ve got obvious beard rash from Manny and the washer in the kitchen sink is pouring water everywhere…that’s how it’s going thus far – Christian
I had to go and get a new washer (and wrench) to fix the cold water tap, which was pouring everywhere, before I went to work.
SMS. 9.12. Good luck with your op today – Christian
SMS. 9.12. Thanks! – Tom
When I went out for lunch, there were pretty wog-boys everywhere. Didn’t know where to look… well, I did know where to look, but they don’t always like some gay boy staring at the stitching on their jeans.
SMS. 14.32. So many wog-boys, so little time – Christian
Tom had his exploratory – up his dick – to see if they could quarterize the bleeding.
SMS. 18.18. (Tom) How’s ya cock? – Christian
Subject: Well, well, well
Just by coincidence the woman I work for at the Urchin Bar....Tina U... her brother owns The B's Arms....
Rachel
PS Is that how you spell coincidence?
Subject: Well, well, well
ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fat, ugly N? Yukko!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Christian
Subject: Well, well, well
He has squillions though, apparently. Allegedly, owns an island somewhere. But he’s practically a hermaphrodite.
Rachel
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