I have a big deck.

[alittletired]

I was in a jewellery store (I just typed "srot" and it reminded me of "scrotum" (the word, not an actual scrotum)) recently and one of the sales guys spotted my tattoos. He asked what they meant and then showed me a picture of his tattoo. It's a Fu (?) dog and will end up being a half sleeve when it's finished. It made me want to get another tattoo

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[monkeybumface]

The No.1 reason for me to not have sex with 408 year old women is exactly because of the danger of spleen-popping. After 408 years it's impossible to predict where those organs are lying about. I still suggest James Meek to everyone, even people who would never, ever, ever like him. I bought a book called "The Seven Days of Peter Crumb" on Saturday, by a chap named Jonny Glynn. It's disgusting and terrific.

[alittletired]

You wouldn't be put off by the long wrinkly flaps, sparse grey pubic hair and smell of old urine mixed with lavender talc?

[monkeybumface]

If you put it like that, no. Women look the same in the dark, with my eyes closed behind two eyepatches and a blindfold. Isn't that one of Beck's songs?