Quote: Ben @ August 9 2010, 7:57 PM BSTIt's nowhere near as exciting as it sounds. It just means I've got little bumps and ridges on my tongue. I'll stick it up you next time I see you.
Creep
Quote: Ben @ August 9 2010, 7:57 PM BSTIt's nowhere near as exciting as it sounds. It just means I've got little bumps and ridges on my tongue. I'll stick it up you next time I see you.
Creep
I have recently started going for a massage. This as a result of my doc's answer to my very dodgy right knee.
Before you ask. This is not a massage parlour. No really. It's not. In fact it's a college in Bath where student's practise such things so I get the massage for free or for a nominal sum.
Cut to the chase. All ugly people are obviously banned from this college. I had a massage from a very attractive lady part of which meant her resting her breasts against my head. There were other points of contact but this one I remember with particular fondness. The whole experience was God damn great!
I will be going back.
Quote: Ben @ August 9 2010, 7:57 PM BSTIt's nowhere near as exciting as it sounds. It just means I've got little bumps and ridges on my tongue.
Ladies?
Quote: David Bussell @ August 9 2010, 2:43 PM BSTI went to the doctor's today for a check-up that involved me taking my top off. Upon unbuttoning my shirt the doctor told me I had a "pigeon chest". Since this had nothing to do with my reason for being there I replied sarcastically, "do you have a cure for that?" He remarked, with zero irony, "no, I do not."
I tried to imagine a flip scenario where I was a woman and, upon opening my blouse, the doctor yelled out "who wants pancakes!" but the situation just didn't seem plausible. Am I wrong? Have any ladies out there experienced anything similar? How about guys - any tactless doctor stories?
After having had a smear a nurse told me I had a big hole. I laughed & thanked her for backing up my husband & she went bright red & said "I meant in your knickers".
HA !
Quote: David Bussell @ August 9 2010, 10:17 PM BSTLadies?
Tick.
There is an urban legend about a woman who took a face cloth into work so she could have a quick freshen up before heading off for a smear test in the afternoon.
The gynae bursts out laughing and tells her it wasn't necessary to make such an effort, whereby the lady realises that her kids had been using the cloths to wipe glitter off their faces.
I don't know how true that is though.
It was you, wasn't it, Angle?
Hey Ben who kicked your arse and made you cry?
Quote: Ben @ August 10 2010, 2:17 PM BSTIt was you, wasn't it, Angle?
Sooty, have you considered seeing a doctor for your 'misquotitis'?
It was a friend of a friend. Honest!
At least there would have been no problem finding her Glitterus.
>_<
Quote: Steve Sunshine @ August 10 2010, 2:53 PM BSTAt least there would have been no problem finding her Glitterus.