Megazone
On his last warning
Wasn't Valor a paraffin heater? Are they involved in porn?, may burn your arse on it!!!
It's a new age way of bringing Plumbers into the storyline. Pathetic.
Wasn't Valor a paraffin heater? Are they involved in porn?, may burn your arse on it!!!
Porn needs to go back to the traditional milkman and house wife scenario. Porn just hasn't been the same since they've brought war and toture into it.
OP is one of the odder fish on here for sure
"Stolen Valor" is something only Americans would get irate about, as so many are brainwashed into thinking being a good patriot somehow makes them a good person.
Most people in most other countries couldn't give a toss whether someone was pretending to be former military, unless they are trying to claim some kind of benefits for it.
What about women who do it? Are they exempt?
#helpforheroes
My first ever job as a schoolboy was, no, not doing a paper round but being a butcher’s delivery boy. Every day after school I would get on the bike and drop off pork chops, lamb cutlets, stewing steak, mince, sausages, you name it, to customers in the local area. My favourite delivery was the local convent school (and no, I’m not going to tell you where!), I would arrive to watch the girls playing netball (cue Benny Hill Show music). What I can inform you is that the girls wore maroon knickers. Phwoar! The nuns would then, on a regular basis, chastise me for my filthy and lecherous ogling. Well, you’ve got to start somewhere.
A number of the customers on my delivery round were ladies of a certain age who were all very friendly. One in particular was very friendly. Being in my early teens, and being almost totally innocent and naive, was flummoxed when the lady in question asked me quite casually, “I bet you’ve got a nice big piece of meat for me!” In fact they were sausages but we won’t go into that.
So the point is, was a bit on the side being offered? I really don’t know, but I wouldn’t mind going back in time just to make sure.
My first ever job as a schoolboy was, no, not doing a paper round but being a butcher’s delivery boy. Every day after school I would get on the bike and drop off pork chops, lamb cutlets, stewing steak, mince, sausages, you name it, to customers in the local area. My favourite delivery was the local convent school (and no, I’m not going to tell you where!), I would arrive to watch the girls playing netball (cue Benny Hill Show music). What I can inform you is that the girls wore maroon knickers. Phwoar! The nuns would then, on a regular basis, chastise me for my filthy and lecherous ogling. Well, you’ve got to start somewhere.
A number of the customers on my delivery round were ladies of a certain age who were all very friendly. One in particular was very friendly. Being in my early teens, and being almost totally innocent and naive, was flummoxed when the lady in question asked me quite casually, “I bet you’ve got a nice big piece of meat for me!” In fact they were sausages but we won’t go into that.
So the point is, was a bit on the side being offered? I really don’t know, but I wouldn’t mind going back in time just to make sure.
You grew up in a Carry On film?
I've heard there's porn out there which involves people dressing as astronauts.
The offer of a quick gratuitous shag might be the inducement?It's porn, i think you have to suspend realism, I mean when does a plumber / electrician or other tradesman really turn up that quickly.
You grew up in a Carry On film?
Stolen valour ?