Get well soon hope it really stops swelling
Heard the pains pretty bad can’t stop yelling
Doubled up in such pain
From your toes to your brain
And its weeping and pretty bad smelling
Stay hydrated and rest…
Get well soon hope it really stops swelling
Heard the pains pretty bad can’t stop yelling
Doubled up in such pain
From your toes to your brain
And its weeping and pretty bad smelling
Thinks he still has it
mostly she is wondering
if she dropped a stitch

So, turns out I have prostate cancer. I wrote about it first here…
I’m taking on March the Month challenge for prostate cancer, 11000 steps a,day and hey, if u fancy sponsoring me, then that would be awesome. I am trying to raise £1000.
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https://marchthemonth.prostatecanceruk.org/fundraising/i-dont-look-like-i-have-caner-why-thank-you-v
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Here’s another rambling update…
Its something I guess…
A vigourous jerker from Kent
Found his penis one morning quite bent
Many years of abusing
Always left hand twas using
Left him crooked, lopsided, when spent
Amazonian lass with a fetish
Would see dwarfs and become rather wettish
Pygmies gave such delight
Kept her moist through the night
Watching ‘Wizard of Oz’ left her peckish.
This one has fluffy cows and a vomiting dog
So, turns out I have prostate cancer. I wrote about it first here…
I’m taking on March the Month challenge for prostate cancer, 11000 steps a,day and hey, if u fancy sponsoring me, then that would be awesome. I am trying to raise £1000.
.
https://marchthemonth.prostatecanceruk.org/fundraising/i-dont-look-like-i-have-caner-why-thank-you-v
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Here’s another rambling update…
So, turns out I have prostate cancer. I wrote about it first here…
I’m taking on March the Month challenge for prostate cancer, 11000 steps a,day and hey, if u fancy sponsoring me, then that would be awesome. I am trying to raise £1000.
.
https://marchthemonth.prostatecanceruk.org/fundraising/i-dont-look-like-i-have-caner-why-thank-you-v
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Here’s another rambling update…
nothing to see, move along…
New neighbour it seems
inspire his bird watching love
dirty bush rustler

Preferably by an expert!
So, turns out I have prostate cancer. I wrote about it first here…
I’m taking on March the Month challenge for prostate cancer, 11000 steps a,day and hey, if u fancy sponsoring me, then that would be awesome. I am trying to raise £1000.
.
https://marchthemonth.prostatecanceruk.org/fundraising/i-dont-look-like-i-have-caner-why-thank-you-v
.
And I will post some updates on progress on youtube below and at my justgiving page.
And Please make sure that if you have a man in your life who is over 50 years of age then he really needs to go and get himself checked out!
Better get that checked…
Prospective lover to his lady June
“One ball’s shrivelled,alas, like a prune”
Nervously he confided
“And I’m somewhat lopsided
Other’s swollen just like a balloon.”
Short month…few nice pics






















Couldn’t not read ‘Go set a watchman’ after reading ‘To kill a mockingbird’ and I bloody loved it! Some people don’t, and they’re entitled to their incorrect opinion. Im no critic, so don’t know how to properly review a book, but I just enjoyed it so. Funny, moving, beautifully written and scratched that itch left after reading Mockingbird…
Island by David Almond was a lovely surprise, and I finished it in one sitting. Well written, characters I quickly came to care about and a tender tale of…hmm…fate? Coincidence? Happenstance? Whatever it was I enjoyed it and sometimes that is all that matters.
The Last Man graphic novel has been turned into an Amazing TV show, and im determined to finish the series before I watch it. I bloody love Brian K Vaughan, and his work on SAGA is one of my most favourite graphic novel series. Im enjoying this very much and do so wont anything post apocalyptic, although may might say as all men being dead bar one is less apocalypse and more blissful-everyday-is-like-Christmas.
What you reading this month?

Absolute bloody filth
Dirty talker said she’d gladly suck it
Bite it, stroke it, and maybe shed fuck it
With no warning at all
Covered her, floors and wall
Cleaned her up with a mop and a bucket
Bless her, indeed
Devout God fearing hooker, Celeste
Who down on her knees would confess
Let the cleansing begin
Of her mouth full of sin
Get that massive big load off her chest
words…
At Days close he waits content
to say goodbye and drift to night
and in those moments years rolled back
warm smiles and joy and eyes shine bright
Her warm embrace and tender kiss
and babies cries and laughter sweet
when blankets laid across his knees
worn eyes do close and visions greet
First words, first steps, first dates first kiss
long days dark nights but then
he sees her face and hears her voice
and love’s restored again
And as he slips to dark and rest
a life well lived he sees
of family, love and heart and hearth
life passing like the breeze
And in that moment vivid, clear
old lips whisper and say
each day a treasure I received
farewell, on this last day
Dirty boy
A chap with a taste for wild nights
bought a hooker in basque and black tights
unprotected he played
Gave his poor missus Aids
Came home scratched and all covered in bites
The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them…
Left his phone unlocked
Wife browses the internet
Sweating profusely
Waves crash like thunder
grey skies, cold waters, time flies
Makes me need a wee
Red dress and pale skin
Heads turn, hearts race, open mouthed
Wardrobe malfunction
Cold blue winter skies
Crisp snow covers city streets
Dead hobo doorway
yummy yum yum
A sausage fan Frankie Maloney
Had a craving for fresh made polony
From pigs trotters and snout
Chickens anus and trout
And some testicles , preferable pony
I think Americans call it Baloney though right? Not Polony. Potato potato…
Hearts xxx
What once were endless summer days, and tender nights not counted
Sweetest whispers, love unbridled, days drift by embraced
And 69 more ways your soft pink flesh was nightly mounted
And your skin glowed with the blush of love’s seed spilled upon your face
The heart quickened, loins wet, thickened, hair pulled, lost souls intertwined
Gimp mask, red room, 12 inch pseudo love meat, I am yours and you are mine.
So spent, we lay in sheets soiled with the remnants of our love
we fit like trains into a tunnel, like large hand into small glove
And when no lube can dampen, when blue pills can not revive
Will we shuffle from this mortal coil, our passions still alive
Somewhere far beyond these night time stars that we once watched together,
Shall our memories drift slowly into inky black forever
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Oh come on, it’s saturday, why not do something a little different.
The first 2 lines and the last two are kind of sweet I think.
Happy weekend you cheeky monkeys!
Friend of mine tells of this chap she dated
Whos bum play need could not be sated
She’d spend hours, days, weeks
Hard at work ‘twixt his cheeks
Soiled the bed when he ejaculated
a few random words
just waffly bits I’ve been scribbling…
Every day Cal would wake and think that today would be his last. Today, he was right.
With his engines offline he tumbled through space at 30000 miles an hour towards his inevitable destination. He stabbed at the lifeless console hoping to gain control of the ship but it remained unresponsive save for the blink of the life support system.
Peering out of the starboard portal the moon swung slowly and ominously into sight, and just beyond her horizon he saw the Earth he’d left behind and would now never return to.
He then smiled and sat back in his chair. waiting…
Its getting hot in here…
A rotund chap from Old Billerickay
in hot weather turned red and quite sticky
sweat would run down his back
and then pool in his crack
thighs would chafe and his pits, god how icky
Damn, missed valentines day…
Oh won’t you let me climb inside you
Let me wear you like a skin
And to feel your heart a beating
And to touch you from within.
.
What you see I want to witness
When you hear ill hear it too
When you nap ill snooze inside you
Let me be there when you poo.
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From your innards i can feel you
As I’m nestled in between
I can feel your pain quite clearly
‘Twixt your liver and your spleen
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Oh let me crawl right up inside you
Wont you let me show u love
There inside your flesh and sinew
Let me wear you like a glove
.
My desire knows no limits
And my love is absolute
Here its warm and wet and safe
Inside my juicy love skin suit
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G, glorious G
You can read the genesis of this A-Z here.
Now onto g!
Sooooo many games to go at here…In fired up the machine this morning and oh such sweet memories.
We used to.play Gauntlet on what felt like this massive machine but was really just all crammed onto one normal cabinet. It was bloody awesome.


And oh did u ever play this?

Golden axe was just frigging fabulous…


Oh how good were they…but it gets better…



Ghosts and goblins was my favourite G though…your knight would lose his armour and end up in his underpants if enemies touched him…but oh what a treat it was. I was shit at it but it still brings back memories of playing it at the shop after school…
Darkest desires
drive dubious decisions
lifetime of regret
