7 thoughts on “Works for me… I wonder if Johno will get the hint?”
If you see me dancing, shit has gone HORRIBLY wrong, so RUNNNNNN !!!!!
Ants-in-pants dancing? Oh, yeah…
The late great Robin Williams was a master at that….
Is my need for a wheelchair to move around not enough of a hindrance to your shitty attempt at humour, you bugger? However, the fact that I’m obviously still such a stud despite my injuries, is apparent enough to the air hosties who wheel me around airports when I must travel to far away hospitals, that they regularly offer lap dances, does that count? Then of course, after arrival I must deal with the nurse girlies. I shudder to think how I’d go living in Septics-land*, so thickly populated with poofs (pooves?) and soiboi, that your women are starved for real men, but I’d cope. *the old standard in rhyming slang, Septic-tank: Yank.
Stud in a wheelchair?
I’m happy to see that the blind are able to have such a vivid imagination and maintain a sense of humor.
That is so funny I can’t believe that a book and stand up routine aren’t being planned.
Think about it Death, both ya’ll could have wheelchair races and finally settle the stud equation…
Well then, I may have hit the wrong button, what about, spud? A couple of weeks ago during my last trip to Brisbane on Virgin Air, the boss hostess said that rather than wait for some free techie, that she would wheel me out to the taxi rank herself, very thoughtful of her. Two other attractive hosties accompannied us on the long winding walk. The head lady commented, “Everybody keeps looking at us and watching while we stroll past them. Maybe they think that we’re your harem, taking you home after a journey?” I quipped that such was an understandable assumption on the part of the other travellers, given my good looks and raw animal magnetism with women. Well, at least it raised a chuckle from the three girls. They were quite considerate, it probably being an end to their day after long busy flights. While there was often plenty of room on aircraft during the COVID bullshit, each flight of late has been packed near full, with only a few empty seats.
If you see me dancing, shit has gone HORRIBLY wrong, so RUNNNNNN !!!!!
Ants-in-pants dancing? Oh, yeah…
The late great Robin Williams was a master at that….
Is my need for a wheelchair to move around not enough of a hindrance to your shitty attempt at humour, you bugger? However, the fact that I’m obviously still such a stud despite my injuries, is apparent enough to the air hosties who wheel me around airports when I must travel to far away hospitals, that they regularly offer lap dances, does that count? Then of course, after arrival I must deal with the nurse girlies. I shudder to think how I’d go living in Septics-land*, so thickly populated with poofs (pooves?) and soiboi, that your women are starved for real men, but I’d cope. *the old standard in rhyming slang, Septic-tank: Yank.
Stud in a wheelchair?
I’m happy to see that the blind are able to have such a vivid imagination and maintain a sense of humor.
That is so funny I can’t believe that a book and stand up routine aren’t being planned.
Think about it Death, both ya’ll could have wheelchair races and finally settle the stud equation…
Well then, I may have hit the wrong button, what about, spud? A couple of weeks ago during my last trip to Brisbane on Virgin Air, the boss hostess said that rather than wait for some free techie, that she would wheel me out to the taxi rank herself, very thoughtful of her. Two other attractive hosties accompannied us on the long winding walk. The head lady commented, “Everybody keeps looking at us and watching while we stroll past them. Maybe they think that we’re your harem, taking you home after a journey?” I quipped that such was an understandable assumption on the part of the other travellers, given my good looks and raw animal magnetism with women. Well, at least it raised a chuckle from the three girls. They were quite considerate, it probably being an end to their day after long busy flights. While there was often plenty of room on aircraft during the COVID bullshit, each flight of late has been packed near full, with only a few empty seats.