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One day, Paul is chatting happily away with his many, definitely not gay, friends on the Inter-web via that Instant Messaging thingy. All of a sudden Neil pops up...
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| Juan-long-dong: What would you call it? Sausagefest2190: "Well I'd call it a sausage-fest too!" | |
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| Neil_S: Hi Paul, Do you fancy coming over to mine on Saturday for a praccy? | |
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| Sausagefest2190: Hi Neil, yeah I'll be over Saturday what time? Juan-Long-Dong: There are 10 naked men here waiting for your love-juice do you you think you can handle them? | |
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| Neil_S: Is it o.k. if you come over for 10am? | |
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| Sausagefest2190: Oh yes, I can cum at 10. Just you watch! Neil_S: You mean 'Come' don't you? | |
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| Sausagefest2190:Fucksticks! Err...yeah typo. Sorry gotta go. | |
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