It's THAT time of the year again boys. The women are out at lunchtime for their Christmas drinkies. Its the once a year drinkers that I'm on about. You can see them, hunting in packs, staggering towards you down the high street.
Then one of them makes a dart for you, gets you in a bear hug, and sticks her tongue down yer throat. They are usually stunners as well, wouldnt look at you twice normally, but now they are so pissed, they just dont care. Then the office munter has a go. slobbers all over yer grid, then she hooks her leg up behind yours (being sexy) loses her balance and falls on her bum.
Then, in a waft of wine fumes and perfume, they are gone, looking for the next victim.
Then one of them makes a dart for you, gets you in a bear hug, and sticks her tongue down yer throat. They are usually stunners as well, wouldnt look at you twice normally, but now they are so pissed, they just dont care. Then the office munter has a go. slobbers all over yer grid, then she hooks her leg up behind yours (being sexy) loses her balance and falls on her bum.
Then, in a waft of wine fumes and perfume, they are gone, looking for the next victim.
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