I took so many original Sudafeds last night at work to get through it....

[Frood]

...that by the time I was home and on my second neat glass of whiskey, deciding it was time to get frisky with my sound asleep wife on the bed. It felt like I was shooting out a packet of congealed tapioca pudding through my dick hole... but she wouldn't respond to me and it made get aggro.

So here I am yelling at her to respond to my needs... to "feel anything towards me" and she yells out from the ensure, "what did or were you saying? I couldn't hear with the shower going"...


...and then I realized that I was in the darkened living room, not the bedroom, and I was balls deep into two rustic throw cushions made of brushed jute.

She was not impressed..... but in my defence, it's pretty close to a menopausal bird in sensation and the lights were out.

 

[Fredricka]

Oh blimey! Frood can't tell the difference between his missis and 2 rough cushions

 

[Fredricka]

Btw, health warning- you shouldn't booze while taking sudafed. Maybe that's why you were such a ginormous spaz

 

[Frood]

Oh blimey! Frood can't tell the difference between his missis and 2 rough cushions

She's nearly 60. How old are you?

 

[Fredricka]

She's nearly 60. How old are you?

49

 

[Frood]

49

So your cunt is the same....

 

[Fredricka]

So your cunt is the same....

No matter how hard you try to trick me into describing it to you, I shan't. I know, you're gutted, you'll just have to get over it

 

[Frood]

No matter how hard you try to trick me into describing it to you, I shan't. I know, you're gutted, you'll just have to get over it

I don't need you to search for another word for sand...

 

[Fredricka]

Anyway, this isn't about me, its about your potato sack wife ,this is up there with jacks sausage fingered wife

 

[Frood]

Anyway, this isn't about me, its about your potato sack wife ,this is up there with jacks sausage fingered wife

Yet your gypsy cunt has burlap tendencies as well as extraordinary facilities to pick pocket a dudes wallet in another room while he's plowing your pikey dike hoke and screaming for an anesthetic salve.

 

[Fredricka]

Yet your gypsy cunt has burlap tendencies as well as extraordinary facilities to pick pocket a dudes wallet in another room while he's plowing your pikey dike hoke and screaming for an anesthetic salve.

I thought you and murdy don't get on, how come she's writing posts for you?

 

[Seamajor]

...that by the time I was home and on my second neat glass of whiskey, deciding it was time to get frisky with my sound asleep wife on the bed. It felt like I was shooting out a packet of congealed tapioca pudding through my dick hole... but she wouldn't respond to me and it made get aggro.

So here I am yelling at her to respond to my needs... to "feel anything towards me" and she yells out from the ensure, "what did or were you saying? I couldn't hear with the shower going"...


...and then I realized that I was in the darkened living room, not the bedroom, and I was balls deep into two rustic throw cushions made of brushed jute.

She was not impressed..... but in my defence, it's pretty close to a menopausal bird in sensation and the lights were out.

Wife? Since when is Frank your wife? Just another DD lie