Behind the bike sheds?

The only thing I ever got behind the bike sheds was a kicking from a nast piece of work we had as the 'cock' of the year.

, my sexual encounters came later, in fact I remember my first sex, it was dark and I was by myself

I heard you've been spotted knocking about Inmans School bike sheds.

I'm not actually talking about age-gap, just the notion that having a libido in one's, erm, more advanced years is somehow disgusting.

A woman in the same circumstance would be applauded.

"Good on her" people would say "She's still got it"

Well, yes, "good on her" .... but good on him too.

Mistaken identity mate, spend most of the working week in Mackemland these days, so divvant gan blamin me like.

Thought erectile dysfunction may have got the better of you by now.

Rigor Mortis suffices.

or a lolly stick and a couple of tie wraps

I've just been round to one of my mates and purchased 88 blue one hundred mg tablets off him.



He's a good lad. Gave me them for ten bob apiece. (there his prescription off his doc, he's 70.

)

One has to try and keep one's pecker up in these austere times.

There's fook all else to put a smile on our faces at present.

Take two with your breakfast and you will get noticed at work





You could change your site name to Stiffler

Fair enough.

I did wonder what a filth writer such as yourself was on about

The most I've ever took was in the Kings down your neck of the woods as I had a bit of a date down Brevere.

Was a major faux pas it was.

300 mills of viagra and a gallon of Stella did not mix well.

Rigid but my head felt like it was going to blow off and heart palpatations so severe I thought I was gonna have a coronary.



Never again. One is the most I will drop.