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I awoke on Sunday morning like a new man. The goings on of the night before had given me a new confidence, I looked
at the world differently, I felt single at last. As I stood my sleeping bag fell to the floor, and I discovered I was
naked with a 10 o'clock rock, I quickly jumped back into my sleeping bag as shields awoke. Things could have got very ugly
as the rooms are very small, and the distance from cock to mouth was not great. Shields was dazed and confused and
didnt notice me slip the last nights boxers on in my sleeping bag. I waited for my throbbing erection to subside,
once it had I got up and went and had a shower (the showers are apsolutly fantastic, if you ever visit you must have
a shower, Rusty that means you to).
We had to get up reasonably early as we were going to watch the Ipswich match with Kenny and Oz. So the Ipswich boys headed off into the sunset in search of a pub with decent TV's. One of the bars they had in mind was shut so we had to keep moving, we ended up at a building that looked like a ghost house from the outside but we went in none the less. We were pleasently surprised to find a lovely little bar with nice looking barmaids and projection screens. We asked if they could put the match on and after some slap and tickle, they agreed. As we took so long to find a bar we had missed the first 5 minuites, but this was no problem as nothing really happened in the first half anyway.
At half time me and Oz went and got a Subway (my first ever), I had an Italian B.M.T, very nice indeed. We ate them in the bar as the propritor said we could. The second half started, nothing much was happening so me and shields went to the tiolet, just as we got in the loo Richard Naylor scored for Ipswich and when me and shields returned we were much dishearted, but we should not have been as we saw our fair share of goals. Sunderland hit back with goals from sub Stephen Elliott and Carl Robinson, only for Bent to strike with a minute left. So the final score was 2-2 which is not what we wanted as we needed to win, but at least its better than losing.
We left the pub and Oz got their number because he considered getting a job there as they were looking for staff. We walked back and discussed the game, we did enjoy it but thought the ref was a little unfair and that the commentators were very 'up Sunderland', but you always get that in any sport, its never fair for the team you are supporting.
We got back and I went to watch the OC with Ozzy as I said I would because it is his one of his favourite things and I wanted to experience it with him (nothing homosexual here), as it was only the second episode I had ever seen I was a little confused but Oz filled me in and the lesbian kiss at the end was much worth it, I recommend watching it from now on as it now has a lesbian couple (a porn movie lesbian couple i.e both very fit and not like real lesbians where they are old and look like men). After this I went back to Shieldsys had a little workout (muscles not penis) as shields chatted to people on MSN. We then played some more pro-evo, I was England and shields was Luxcembourg, shields won 4-1 and I only scored because he wasnt playing as he was checking MSN and I still nearly missed, god I suck (at football games not cock). I'm sorry about the amount of times i've used the word 'cock' in this article, it seems to be on my mind, better have a wank.
After a few more humiliating games we went down the SU for the pool competition, I entered, so did Ryan, Oz and John, Shields didn't as he doesn't like losing. Ozzy was up first and won his first game, John did also, Kenny lost quite badly. I was up next, the guys seemed like a right batty boy as he came over and says "hi" (camply) and cocked his wrist, the guy organising the competition said "that was camp" to him, he laughed. I broke, potted nothing. Then he was up, he was really good and did some very good shots, but I was on form and I beat his ass into the ground. Ozzy lost his next game so it was just me and John left. John won his second game as did I. Then we were on into the quarters, the players were getting better, John got knocked out and I was the only one left. I was up against some stoner guy, he was good, I nearly potted the black, it stopped just on the edge of the pocket, and on his next shot he accidentally potted it. The game was over and I was through to the semis. This guy had his own cue, which worried me, he got an early lead and onto the black, but I pulled it back to having one ball left, it was all down to this one shot, the ball stopped just short of the pocket and he potted the black, it was over. But I had done better than any of us so I had earn my respect back (after the earlier football and tennis incidents).
We headed home after this and sat about for abit, I desided to turn in, but as I did one of shieldsys mates invited us over. So we went over and talked for a while, when I say I while I mean 4 hours. We watched some interesting videos on www.fat-pie.com, such as salad fingers and burnt face man, if you havent visited this site I strongly recommend it, very funny. We also started to watch Indianna Jones: Temple of doom. But when we were all falling asleep we desided to leave.
I fianally got into bed about 4 and half hours after I had planned to and fell into a deep sleep. The fianl installment of this series should be coming soon...
Jameson
@monkey island
We had to get up reasonably early as we were going to watch the Ipswich match with Kenny and Oz. So the Ipswich boys headed off into the sunset in search of a pub with decent TV's. One of the bars they had in mind was shut so we had to keep moving, we ended up at a building that looked like a ghost house from the outside but we went in none the less. We were pleasently surprised to find a lovely little bar with nice looking barmaids and projection screens. We asked if they could put the match on and after some slap and tickle, they agreed. As we took so long to find a bar we had missed the first 5 minuites, but this was no problem as nothing really happened in the first half anyway.
At half time me and Oz went and got a Subway (my first ever), I had an Italian B.M.T, very nice indeed. We ate them in the bar as the propritor said we could. The second half started, nothing much was happening so me and shields went to the tiolet, just as we got in the loo Richard Naylor scored for Ipswich and when me and shields returned we were much dishearted, but we should not have been as we saw our fair share of goals. Sunderland hit back with goals from sub Stephen Elliott and Carl Robinson, only for Bent to strike with a minute left. So the final score was 2-2 which is not what we wanted as we needed to win, but at least its better than losing.
We left the pub and Oz got their number because he considered getting a job there as they were looking for staff. We walked back and discussed the game, we did enjoy it but thought the ref was a little unfair and that the commentators were very 'up Sunderland', but you always get that in any sport, its never fair for the team you are supporting.
We got back and I went to watch the OC with Ozzy as I said I would because it is his one of his favourite things and I wanted to experience it with him (nothing homosexual here), as it was only the second episode I had ever seen I was a little confused but Oz filled me in and the lesbian kiss at the end was much worth it, I recommend watching it from now on as it now has a lesbian couple (a porn movie lesbian couple i.e both very fit and not like real lesbians where they are old and look like men). After this I went back to Shieldsys had a little workout (muscles not penis) as shields chatted to people on MSN. We then played some more pro-evo, I was England and shields was Luxcembourg, shields won 4-1 and I only scored because he wasnt playing as he was checking MSN and I still nearly missed, god I suck (at football games not cock). I'm sorry about the amount of times i've used the word 'cock' in this article, it seems to be on my mind, better have a wank.
After a few more humiliating games we went down the SU for the pool competition, I entered, so did Ryan, Oz and John, Shields didn't as he doesn't like losing. Ozzy was up first and won his first game, John did also, Kenny lost quite badly. I was up next, the guys seemed like a right batty boy as he came over and says "hi" (camply) and cocked his wrist, the guy organising the competition said "that was camp" to him, he laughed. I broke, potted nothing. Then he was up, he was really good and did some very good shots, but I was on form and I beat his ass into the ground. Ozzy lost his next game so it was just me and John left. John won his second game as did I. Then we were on into the quarters, the players were getting better, John got knocked out and I was the only one left. I was up against some stoner guy, he was good, I nearly potted the black, it stopped just on the edge of the pocket, and on his next shot he accidentally potted it. The game was over and I was through to the semis. This guy had his own cue, which worried me, he got an early lead and onto the black, but I pulled it back to having one ball left, it was all down to this one shot, the ball stopped just short of the pocket and he potted the black, it was over. But I had done better than any of us so I had earn my respect back (after the earlier football and tennis incidents).
We headed home after this and sat about for abit, I desided to turn in, but as I did one of shieldsys mates invited us over. So we went over and talked for a while, when I say I while I mean 4 hours. We watched some interesting videos on www.fat-pie.com, such as salad fingers and burnt face man, if you havent visited this site I strongly recommend it, very funny. We also started to watch Indianna Jones: Temple of doom. But when we were all falling asleep we desided to leave.
I fianally got into bed about 4 and half hours after I had planned to and fell into a deep sleep. The fianl installment of this series should be coming soon...
Jameson
@monkey island