Maybe it was left by the Irish pick pocket champion. He puts things in
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Quote: Leevil @ February 1, 2008, 4:51 PMIt flew in? Assuming it has wings.
It's a tampax. They don't have wings. They are like white bullets!
I also found a hairy toe nail in my boot. That is probably mine though.
Quote: Charley @ February 1, 2008, 4:59 PMIt's a tampax. They don't have wings. They are like white bullets!
That have been removed from a gun shot wound?
Well yes but not this one. It is driving me crazy as to why I have it.
Maybe it came free with the pocket?
Quote: Charley @ February 1, 2008, 5:04 PMWell yes but not this one. It is driving me crazy as to why I have it.
It's simple. I can explain that.
Quote: Charley @ February 1, 2008, 2:47 AMOk this thread is to put gabby gobbledygook on.
Like...
How come talc makes my arse feel better?
Because from what I've heard goes up your arse it must be a great relief.
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Quote: Charley @ February 1, 2008, 4:59 PMIt's a tampax. They don't have wings. They are like white bullets!
I'm sorry Charley because really all us blokes should know the difference.
Quote: David Chapman @ February 2, 2008, 3:43 PMI'm sorry Charley because really all us blokes should know the difference.
Yes Dave. You should.
I think young boys should be taught more about it at school.
They should be made to touch them & everything.
I taught my boys the art of menstruation. Mostly by beating them at particular times of the month, but hey, they no what to look out for in their girlfriends.
Quote: Charley @ February 2, 2008, 3:45 PM:
I taught my boys the art of menstruation.
What did they do? Paint pictures with it?
Quote: Charley @ February 2, 2008, 3:45 PMI taught my boys the art of menstruation. Mostly by beating them at particular times of the month, but hey, they no what to look out for in their girlfriends.
Periods must be a pain in the arse or more accurately the ovaries. I think when you get to heaven you should have words
They are the worst thing in the whole wide world.
We used to call lessons 'periods' at school or at least I think we did, I never paid attention.