» Personal Hygiene

warmed up spunk socks
A flat mate of mine use to fling his used jizzsocks onto his radiator. the smell of dried heated spunk use to drift downt the stairs to the living room. not nice.
(Tue 27th Mar 2007, 13:40, More)

» When were you last really scared?

Got chased through a park by a bunch of Geordies in a car
Midnight, on a heavy dose of shrooms, me and my flatmate Mark start walking through Leize's park in Newcastle. [yes, we were southern shandy students]. Our mates were playing on the death slide beyond the lake. On the other side of the lake we see a bunch of lads drinking off the back of a car. Suddenly they all jump in, the headlights go up and they come round the lake towards us. Fair enough, that's where the exit road is. Nothing to worry about. Shrooms gurgle in my stomach but we're fine. fine. Oh no, the car's left the road and is coming through the trees. Not fine. It's student shrooming smashing time and we're on the menu. I leg it back to the halls, slam the door shut and spend the rest of the night thinking there was a riot outside plus the whole of Newcastle constabulary. Me sweating in a white vest clutching a baseball bat a la die hard. Six hours i dare to come out the room - osric tentacles to the rescue.
(Fri 23rd Feb 2007, 10:46, More)