After last night's result, and particularly after the performance of that referee, I've decided to stop rooting around in my neighbours' gardens during the night.
A tough decision to make and you should be proud.
The first step is the hardest, well after jumping the fence with barbed wire on top and avoiding that big fucking dog at number 68.
Mind you get gelsons dad to feed it a steak with his own special marinade of arsenic and cyanide, sorted you can wank into that buxom lasses knickers with no fear of fido becoming a new arse based fashion accessory.
After last night's result, and particularly after the performance of that referee, I've decided to stop rooting around in my neighbour's gardens during the night.
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