Dating site experiences and shock horror meetings!

Brings it all back to me now, going to Neath Workmans club back in the early 90's, or the parachute club as it was more affectionately known, as you were guaranteed a jump.

A night out in Neath is a wonderful experience, and to be fair, some neath girls are fucking gorgeous, just think of katherine jenkins. from my limited experience though, most of them arent the brightest, i suppose most people from wales are a bit thick.
Before i met my wife, my last girlfriend was from neath. Last time i saw her, she came to my house, borrowed £40 to go out with her friends and i never saw her again :-)
 
Brings it all back to me now, going to Neath Workmans club back in the early 90's, or the parachute club as it was more affectionately known, as you were guaranteed a jump.

A night out in Neath is a wonderful experience, and to be fair, some neath girls are fucking gorgeous, just think of katherine jenkins. from my limited experience though, most of them arent the brightest, i suppose most people from wales are a bit thick.
Before i met my wife, my last girlfriend was from neath. Last time i saw her, she came to my house, borrowed £40 to go out with her friends and i never saw her again :-)
not that thick then
 
Bullshit or not this thread could become a classic!

However, all of BMR's shenanigans hardly scratch the surface of the true milf hunter we once had in our quarters. I say that as I've not seen him post for a while.

So if you've never been round to a 'rotund' ladies residence, had her look under the sink for an 8 year old bottle of Sambuca ( or was it Ouzo?), the age being the fact that she brought it back off her jollies 8 years hence.
Then drank that booze and quickly smashed her before said drink wore off.
If you've not taken some munter home and thrown your clothes over some object in the bedroom, assuming it was a chair or suchlike, only to discover in the morning when daylight enters the room, it was in fact a statue money box of a kid with calipers on, Then you need to get to grips with how hard you need to impress us.

Come back @mrcunny we miss you!
 
Bluemoon Risin. You do seem to keep on jumping in with 'both feet'.

Why don't you just go on chesterzoodating.com.

It seems that most of your birds go for check ups at the local vets anyway.

Good luck.
 
I met a girl and invited her 'round to a house party at mine. It was just getting started, and we were in my room. I'd only had one bottle of lager, but for some reason I'm still not sure of, it didn't agree with me. Out of nowhere, I puked. Mid-make out. Thankfully I felt it coming and just managed to turn away from the bed, absolutely coating my rug with vomit. She really didn't know what to say, it was awful. I rolled up the rug, threw it out my window and went into the garden and put the rug behind the shed. Came back in, brushed my teeth and carried on drinking for the rest of the party. It was as if it never happened. An hour later, she herself had downed half a bottle of rum and passed out on my bed. God knows why, but we stuck together for a good few months. The rug stayed crammed behind the shed until we moved out the house, around a year later. Not a pretty site at all.
 

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