
Theo on a Thursday.
It is rather cold out so he needed his pillow and blanket

It is rather cold out so he needed his pillow and blanket

last of these for a while methinks
A young undertaker called Beth
Formaldehyde strong on her breath
How she loved giving pleasure
To deceased at her leisure
She proclaimed, “nothing tastes sweet as death.”
Once more into the breach
A round bellied fellow called Martin
Quite inflated and couldn’t stop farting
Silent, raspy or tooty
Sometimes rancid and fruity
Often left underwear with a shart in.
Probably 3d printed.
There once was a fellow from China
On the web bought a custom vagina
Custom clit, and what’s crazier
Interchangeable labia!
He declared “You will not find one finer!”
Because why not
Hairy chap who could not get the ladies
Arm pit hair like two alpaca babies
Eye brows like caterpillars
Chest just like a gorilla’s
And a bumhole like a poodle with scabies
Just to prove that they can always get worse…
In a crash, young lads folks passed away
Vicar came round said “let’s pray”
“I’ll bring comfort ” he mused
Which the young man refused
Saying “I just don’t want anal today”
Doing my best to keep up a very low standard.
A chap gave up whores for new year
Smoking weed, spirits wine, also beer
By the fifth just too tempted
Vodka bottle he emptied
Took a cheap prostitute from the rear
Let’s start somewhere very inappropriate so there’s no doubt over what the rest of the year here will look like.
Bawdy bestial vet hot and sweaty
Pants bulged at piglets, got hot he
Is turned on by their squeals
Curly tails gave him feels
Found a pair of pigs trotters real sexy
Ok, so properly caught up…been too long

















































There we go all caught up…






















Nearly caught up the missed months























Rather late as It’s taken a while to sort a few WordPress problems out…















I rather enjoyed May…


























Wonderful, wonderful…
Wow what a place….



































Let us ease back into these…
A young couple of abstinence sceptic
Enjoyed oral, though she’s epileptic
Half way through had a fit
He yelled out, as she bit
Left it savaged, alas, it got septic
Back to living…













































hmmmmm
I’m not sure whether the title of this piece needs an ! Or a ?
After nearly thirty years I have taken redundancy and am no longer employed.
I first went to work at the Halifax Building Society more than twenty nine years ago, and it has been one of the longest relationship of my life.
But now I am done.
I have no major plans to fill my days over the next few months, though I intend to return to my blog and to learning how to do wood panelling, and taking a number of holidays and to simply not doing what i’ve done for as long as I can remember doing it, whatever it was I actually did.
I loved almost every minute of it, but i’m ready for something different now, or at least I will be soon.
It’s a strange thing to say, but getting cancer and losing my job may just turn out to be two of the best things that have happened in the last eighteen months, and I feel quite excited about the prospects of whatever happens next…
hmmmm…not sure what I was doing…certainly not taking photos…
























Christmas lingering, snow, sausage rolls and dogs mostly


















Chap with an itch, he suspected
That he may quite perhaps be infected
With gross oozing and scabs
Fierce burning and crabs
As he whored himself daft, unprotected
just give up now…
A chance to improve
These all new inspiring goals
You didn’t make Feb
Mostly dogs and food really











































Sharing because theyre just wild…










