"Rock is dead" - Jim Morrison
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
silly girl didn't know that when your a westie and you gotta go, well, you gotta go...
I'VE GOT YOUR NUMBERPLATE!!! WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING
we should stop at tht fish n chip shop onthe way to coro!
"Rock is dead" - Jim Morrison
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Where's Andrew to fight for his innocence....
Don't just live to ride but ride to live.
ohh he was guilty, and i was thinking that if we were 3 adn 1 had to take a dump then 30 = 10 dumps... could even go to the same garden...
what am i thinking!?!?!?! where are we going to get 10 westies
I have never let my schooling interfere with my education ~ Mark Twain
Vegetarian Motorcyclists Unite
look, i don't know what i ate, but i needed to go, stopped at a random farm and no-one was home and no long drop, stopped at the next place, some oyster shop or something, and was like "i've eaten something and need to use the toilet". they said they didn't have one, which was obvious BS, and said there was a public one 9km away. i was about to get on the bike when i literally couldn't hold it any longer. suffice to say the bike pants are in the washing machine.
stupid cow, i said i had the shits and they told me they didn't have a toilet. so i went in some flax bushes. then she start shouting and shit, tells me to clean it up giving me a plastic bag and newspaper. i tell her it's "not exactly solid" and she didn't care.
for all her ranting i just agreed with her. i didn't really want to start arguing the toss, i was just so, "relieved". all the "MAF this and MAF that", when if they had let me use the toilet it would've been fine, and if they didnt have a toilet maf wasn't going to be the only one interested in their operation! there was no way i was making it even out of the driveway, i barely even got my pants down in time, and didn't, you know being in a hurry, check all was clear and for a few seconds didn't realise i was making a nice job of pissing my pants while i was at it.
and i mean, i was in some bushes on the edge of their property, behind a skip miles from their building. when i went with the bag to "clean it up", i just used the newspaper to wipe, used the bag as a glove and "bagged" some of it, and was going to take the bag back and give it to her, but thought i'd better just chuck in the skip and leave.
funny part was that there was a cafe place only 3 minutes down the road, so if i hadn't stopped at the first two places i might've made it.... owell, it's not like that old hag can do much with my number plate - i mean, what's she gonna do once she's looked up my home phone number? call and tell me how angry she is?
EDIT; and yes, i did have a shower as soon as i got home
oh wtf! not again!
maybe i'm sick? i haven't been hungry since lunch, and now i think about it i havent been hungry since dinner last night: bloody steak, "cooked enough" eggs, and chips from the chinese place down the road (too lazy to deep fry my own, delicious morsels)
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