...unfortunately never made it to Folkstone...sorry guys (Stu/Dan/Kim etc) couldnt be helped .....phone call earlier that day from the local PF queer to say he would be gracing his presence at my work on the Thursday morning as he had arranged a parcel to turn up (wasnt gonna say but fuck it...and those words are very apt as it was a large tub of K Y Jelly...Poor old Justin i bet HIS ring is sore! )....in the morning gets a call.."where the fuck is your road"....i said "where are you"...the fooking cock jockey was calling from that fooking road... "oh yes he says"...So the poof and the irish fella turned up...in TBH the best looking Escos i have seen its soooooo sorted and sounds hard as fuck ...So Mike comes in...there crossing at 11..we are about 3/4hr away...parcel due before 10.30am...i bought him a tea from the machine and he drunk it leaving teabag in (I guess thats carrot crunchers for you! )...it gets to 10.10am and he has to go...no parcel (Justin was looking very worried at the prospect of anal with no jelly )....also to add Mike is now officially catching up with that user here bigfatlad or whatever....Jen must certainly be feeding him up for Christmas ....anyway they are just goin and the delivery turned up...he grabs the parcel and says bye...LOL...ok Mike i will sign


I hope you liked my part in the Ring action ROFL!*

My passage was not once tampered with in the meeting of Rainbird...i fear though if that jelly had turned up 5 minutes earlier he would have raped me