Honestly, I can't believe the level of freedom of expression people feel on blogs. Take, for example, my post entitled Minge, Alan and Dan. In the comments, Dan says he has more hair than the drag queens pictured and Alan says, "If that's meant to be me in the middle then I'm quite happy." - He's talking about an outrageous 60s-esque drag queen in a baby-doll dress.Repression is a thing of the past!
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My wife represses me. I'm not allowed out of the house - especially the kitchen. She is evil.
You mean she ties you up?
Only if we can get a babysitter ;)
you are outrageous, bitch. You've changed that picture!
Alan - No I haven't! It's always been the same!
Dan - you are a dirty bugger!
And there's me thinking I had destroyed that photo along with the wig. The dress is another story ;)
And I am not dirty. She pays me!
What does she pay you with? Chocolate buttons? Ew, just remembered a horrid story that I read once in Attitude where this bloke liked to put chocolate buttons under his foreskin until they melted. You can imagine the rest. Vile.
She pays me in the only way she knows how, which usually means I don't end up in therapy. hehehe
As for the choc buttons... Apparently an amusing thing to do to someone while they are passed out drunk is to slip a couple into their bum crack - they'll wake up and think they've crapped themselves.
I keep thinking about doing it to her indoors, but really don't want to die any time soon!
Tried putting them on her nipples? Or under her boobies? The results could be fabulous!
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