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'tis with a sense of horror that I have realised you may possibly have been asking as to the status of our nocturnal gymnastics!!!!
As I am a gent, such things remain unsaid.
I didn't know you were a gymnast!
...Am I missing something here? It's always been a problem, I was born without a euphemism gland.
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I think that's where this thread started in the first place LOL. Although in Mr Bobbings case, it was the room temperature that strung to mind and it was definitely more than flashing eyes. Teheheheheh
Come on guy's and gal's. Bob has already admitted that in his alcohol induced state that the Eeels went down like a Yo-Yo and it would be a very forgiving woman who allows nocturnal gymnastics after slaving away at the stove only to see all their hard work being flushed down the toilet.
And Bob if there was nocturnal gymnastics after all that then she is most definitely a keeper, in fact the next time you see her have a ring and get down on one knee because women like that are very rare and much sought after .
Not as good as my best friends husband- moaning about the lack of steamyness( they had been married for four years at this point) I suggested some new undies....so, new stuff bought she comes downstairs hair bouffed make up done, stockings the whole works, he comes out of the kitchen with a spud in one hand and a peeler in the other and says" do you want boiled or mash with dinner"-and without batting an eyelid goes back in the kitchen and carries on peeling!!
That'll be why it took them nine years to have the sprog
Not as good as my best friends husband- moaning about the lack of steamyness( they had been married for four years at this point) I suggested some new undies....so, new stuff bought she comes downstairs hair bouffed make up done, stockings the whole works, he comes out of the kitchen with a spud in one hand and a peeler in the other and says" do you want boiled or mash with dinner"-and without batting an eyelid goes back in the kitchen and carries on peeling!!
That'll be why it took them nine years to have the sprog
Hey, she should be just grateful that he was cooking the tea!
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