branniganianinmystrategery
Branniganian in my Strategery
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A women who I met on a train back from London (took about 40 mins) as I was fairly drunk. She asked to come back to mine so I thought why not. On the way she kept groping the taxi driver and telling woeful jokes including inviting him back for a 3some. We still banged which says a lot about me (below average sex) but

Young lady approached me on the bus—

This guy from plenty of fish who was so ridiculously hairy, like a full vest. Except for his public region which was shaved clean. We had sex in my grandma's house where I lived at the time.

I could start faxing you pages from a 1996 JC Penney's catalog.

No, I'm not a divorce lawyer yet, why do you ask?

I'm gonna guess this probably isn't a good anniversary gift for my wife?

More proof that 19th century biology tells us more about the Victorians than animals.

Normally the backups throw for the tip drill, but Peyton's a notorious micromanager.

I talked to some Broncos players who said Manning was throwing more picks in practice in the past six weeks than at any other time.

Dislocated my jaw by yawning.

I yawned my face off.

Not me, but at my corporate software office, we would sometimes have tea breaks, where a few of us would gather at the break table, make a nice pot of an interesting loose-leaf tea, and relax for a few. Anyway, one of the mates brought in a fancy iron teapot, and for some reason, they decided to do a manly contest to