You haven't made a point. You're from England. We ran you out of here 200 years ago, then had to come over and save you from Hitler after Chamberlain went ass up face in the pillow for him. Now you cowards do the same for Al Queda. Good luck with that. NOTE: In terms of the "two birds" let's just say I've ruined it for any other man who tries to follow up after me. Those chicks call me crying that they can't get off with other guys anymore due to the enormous size and sheer girth of my mancock fact they have been put of sex for life by the stench of my ball sack.
no pics either the OP sucks cawk all night long
lets talk about how well you did in Vietnam then?oopsgooks laughing at the land of the slave and the home of the chicken shit
"Top bloke"? This guy is probably not even British. Sounds like he's trying way too hard. Probably posting from Newark.
Since I took this new job I've been quickly climbing the corporate ladder. I'm a combination of brains, brawn, and good looks. When I walk down the street in a suit and tie chicks walk into lamp posts as they're staring at me. Anyways this jealous guy at the office obviously felt threatened by my recent promotion so he started a rumor I'm on steroids, I falsified my resume. So it all came to a head Friday when these two office babes asked me out for drinks at 3pm. I was getting ready to leave so I could have a couple of pops and then give these office ho's the pounding they craved so badly, and this guy comes up to me in front of an office full of people and raises his voice accusing me of steroids, accusing me of office politics, saying he's been there five years and the job should have gone to him. So I smile at him then punch him in the solar plexus and watch him crumble in front of everyone. I then took off with the office girls. Today I will find out where things stand at work.
