The wife's trimmed bush

Pinch, Punch, 1st of the month

To celebrate the wife's forthcoming birthday we are off to the SpiceRoute down Cardiff Bay for Sunday lunch with the Tuckers and the McPlaces (who will soon have a new place allegedly). Mr Tucks is the high flying manager of low lying Clevedon Town AFC but since he has been in charge they went unbeaten for about a month (admittedly they didn't play due to the frozen pitches but thats just a technical detail) however they are now on beaten (whilst playing) run of 2 games, watch them zoom up the table. Especially when he adds his special ingredient to their training - Baileys & ice.

Mr Tucker, i might add, has on previous occasions been known to lead Imogen astray,
whilst i know she takes after her parents in some ways in others it must be down to others.......

Fail....

Whilst i have never tried this, i found this quite amusing. where does the laughing gas come into it though? would he have taken it before placing the condom over his head or inflated the condom using it then stick his head in? why why why? it has kept me awake all night wondering why, did he laugh himself to death? did he find it funny not being able to breathe? did he paint his big toe pink? suck on an orange? tie a rope around his nether regions then jump of a chair with a durex over his gob laughing his cock off (literally) while singing "swing low sweet chariot". he had to be an english rugby fan...........