UNMITCHIGATED DELIGHT
Hello, knackers.
Sometimes despite the rain that insists on pissing down everyday, and that not everything is given to me when I want it and how I want it. Surprisingly to myself more than anything, this extends to more than just shagging. 8th Wonder.
Got a nice little mention in Inked Magazine (next month's mag, don't miss out) about the shop - and Rab's stellar work. The Cougar Baits not only have won their last three matches, but now that the Saddlebags of Time is dunzo, I got me prime rib of cheering sections back in action on the sidelines. In exchange, I got all dressed up and wanky looking for said Saddlebags wrap party and got to take THIS as my date:
That fucking delicious biscuit is my WIFE, motherfuckers. Looking forward to a bit more of the normal gambit for us with festival season, and since the crew round the shop has proven they won't fucking burn the place down, I'm gonna try and take a few quick nips out of town with the Mrs. if she'll have me cramping her style on an international public spectacle type scale.
And, my beloved followers of internettery, in celebration of all the good things in life, GUESS WHO'S BACK?
I missed you, my only friend. Start of summer rolling up with the change into June and I, for one, cannot. bloody. wait.
Gotta get my gear and then my footie on cause the Cougar Baits are taking on the Swamp Donkeys at half 1 today down at the west London fields. Come and give us a cheer. AUDITORE OUT!
Sometimes despite the rain that insists on pissing down everyday, and that not everything is given to me when I want it and how I want it. Surprisingly to myself more than anything, this extends to more than just shagging. 8th Wonder.
Got a nice little mention in Inked Magazine (next month's mag, don't miss out) about the shop - and Rab's stellar work. The Cougar Baits not only have won their last three matches, but now that the Saddlebags of Time is dunzo, I got me prime rib of cheering sections back in action on the sidelines. In exchange, I got all dressed up and wanky looking for said Saddlebags wrap party and got to take THIS as my date:
That fucking delicious biscuit is my WIFE, motherfuckers. Looking forward to a bit more of the normal gambit for us with festival season, and since the crew round the shop has proven they won't fucking burn the place down, I'm gonna try and take a few quick nips out of town with the Mrs. if she'll have me cramping her style on an international public spectacle type scale.
And, my beloved followers of internettery, in celebration of all the good things in life, GUESS WHO'S BACK?
I missed you, my only friend. Start of summer rolling up with the change into June and I, for one, cannot. bloody. wait.
Gotta get my gear and then my footie on cause the Cougar Baits are taking on the Swamp Donkeys at half 1 today down at the west London fields. Come and give us a cheer. AUDITORE OUT!