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...between me and michael_w. The alcohol clamped us...stopped us from moving...stangled our love.
sad times Liam, sad times.
It wasn't on the horizon.
you're a bit too young to have limp issues!
Were you totally mashed? What were you drinking? I managed to stay respectable despite my fears thank god.
To be honest, I didn't even try and assemble the tent. I left the cock in my trousers, and the cunts in their skirts.
I blitz the dancefloor, but Michael made me cry (<<<This aint true...but we did get quite heated after a row)
Stay away from vodka redbulls. Only night out I ever remember on them I got chucked out of a bar. Just don't do it.
Call him and apologise you fucktard x
You don't know how our relationship works. It's a labyrinthine affair...a complex algorithm full of instuctions on how to love another man (in a non gay way...because we all know where that leads).
P.s. I don't even know what the arguement was about.
If you were on vodka redbull, the odds are pretty high on you being the numpy and causing the row.
but you do what you see fit m'dear!
i think it was just an erruption of rejection that spewed over into a bitch fest
'hi.....i was just wondering....could me and my friend buy you and you friend a dr....
At least you didn't do disco with a couple of gay boys
that's what made my night out so good! HOMOPHOBE.
I saturated their laps by twirling infront of their eyes.