The cringiness“Woody”
“I don’t get it….”
The cringiness“Woody”
“I don’t get it….”
Watching you like an obese Labrador for leftovers. It's bad enough when actual dogs hang around watching you like a hawk for a stray chip!Ugh that just reminded me of an ick. I had an ex who ate so fast he'd finish way before me then watch me eating. He also was hoping I'd leave something and I'd deliberately leave some food so I'd see if he'd ask if I wasnt going to finish it? Then he'd swoop in. I never knew anyone scrape out a yogurt pot so annoyingly as him.![]()
I know what you both mean, but could the guy maybe just have needed a bigger portion?Watching you like an obese Labrador for leftovers. It's bad enough when actual dogs hang around watching you like a hawk for a stray chip!
I had one describe it as rumpy pumpy and I just couldn'tBeen chatting to a guy and he referred to sex as “bonking” last night, I think we’re done.
NOOOO why have men gotta be like this?!I had one describe it as rumpy pumpy and I just couldn't![]()
They’re all wronguns, the lot of themNOOOO why have men gotta be like this?!![]()
OMG, how did you manage to contain your excitement?And another of them kept banging on about how he was getting divorced and was desperate for a bag and did I want to see a photo of his huge pen?
I’m so sorry! I really had to get this off my chest.What the hell @GeminiMoonsmelt of poo?! FFS I’m eating my lunch.
Needless to add, I didn’t stick aroundOMG, how did you manage to contain your excitement?![]()
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Yes! With ball bag skinAshy, dusty elbows![]()
Can anyone remember the guy that went on Embarrassing Illnesses (or Bodies, one of those anyway) saying he smelt of poo and it was embarrassing. The Doc did all sorts of tests and it came down to the fact he wasn't wiping his a properly. He just sort of gave it one wipe and hoped for the best. He was a barman too if I remember rightly. Imagine the whole pub stinking of tit?Some of these icks are subjective - I don’t agree with all of them - but over the weekend I experienced what can surely only be described as universal icks.
I got chatting to a group of men in their 30s and 40s at a bar. They looked fine…a couple of them were actually quite attractive. But one of them smelt vaguely of poo (like he’d ‘followed through’ rather than outright tit his pants - sorry!). Two of them were talking to me simultaneously and I was caught in the crossfire of their spit every time they opened their mouths. And another of them kept banging on about how he was getting divorced and was desperate for a bag and did I want to see a photo of his huge pen?