Print Story Well it was seven o' clock when she let me in, she said
By Breaker (Wed Mar 01, 2006 at 02:47:03 AM EST) Fascist parking wardens, pub quiz, frippet, footie, BIG DOGS COCK (all tags)
Little son what's your kind of thing
I go whoo - yeah, whoo - oh yeah
Drew back her hair she looked and smiled yeah
I need some comfort for a little while, I go
Whoo - yeah, whoo - oh yeah, whoo

More swearing!
Oh, right, we can afford it now!
Pub quiz!
Footie Threat-o-meter: Not a booking yet.

Poll: Bogroll facing out or in?

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Print Story Drivin' down the fast lane late one night
By Breaker (Tue Feb 28, 2006 at 05:22:50 AM EST) thieving chav scum, nanny state, BIG DOGS COCK (all tags)
I saw somethin' in my mirror comin up on the right
A fire red roadster pulled next to my ride, it was too dark to see the driver inside
I heard a voice though I couldn't see the face and it asked me if I wanted to race
Then he lit a cigarette and by the light I could see I was talkin' to the Devil, he was talkin' to me

You fucking thieving chav scum!
Dirty C++!

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