Next morning we persuaded old Ted to have a tea break outside the Uni part way round our bin round and we wandered in to find Lionel. XXX Hot HD There was this wanker on a motorbike who was pissing me off, he was sat backwards on the pillion and he was filming me as his mate rode, it’s all very well but he was spraying me with water off of his back tyre and fucking laughing, “Don’t you fucking laugh at me!” I said and I went to lay one on him, except his mate give it some welly and buggered off. “Nothing,” I said, “No, I never meant anything,” I said. “You won!” he said, “You won Gold at the twenty twelve London Olympics!”
“Fucking hell,” I said, “I never realised!”
“Is there anyone you want to thank, your trainer?” he asked.
