A Random Sex Story

It’s not often I reblog, but upon reading this I knew I had to

The World of Andy Lawson

Originally Posted On: The World Of Andy Lawson

Original Post Date: 29th November 2013

Read this from 9gag, and I almost laughed out loud on the bus. Enjoy reading!

(Non-edited version. Check here)

When I was 17, my girlfriend at the time was finally ready to have sex. I, as one might expect of a 17 year old, was excited. Neither hell nor high water was going to stand between me and my final destination.

I get ready for the night, trim everything up, shower extra well. Unfortunately there was also an issue. I have digestional disorder that sometimes cause my shit to become large and quite solid while still inside me. I wasn’t aware it was a treatable problem and, in fact, just thought everyone had to deal with the equivalent of anal kidney stones. I bring this up because I had a mighty one which had…

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Vikings … and other problems from History

When I was just a lad, I dropped history like a stone at the first possible opportunity – the end of my 3rd year (which is probably the equivalent of year 27, or something like that, in modern education parlance). This turned out to be a strange turn of events as, in subsequent adulthood, history turned out to be one of my favourite subjects. I eventually took up the subject again, gaining a double first from Oxford.

The Good Life

I would like to start with an apology to regular reader The Divine Mr M*, as this blog will come as a shock when it appears in his inbox. While I did give him advance warning that there would be no new musings this week, a few beers while watching le Tour got me to thinking and, at 10pm on a Friday night, here I am (or technically, there I was) – the life of a newly single middle-aged man is surely one of diversity!

Eye of the Tiger

This is not the blog I set out to write this week. I had it all planned out – from Dolly Parton at Gastonbury via sorting out my iTunes and discovering I have more jazz than I thought (I only thought I had this), the strange story of the cat, the bowl of soup and a beach towel, to brewing a new lot of beer from a ‘Festival’ kit, so neatly linking back to Glastonbury again. Believe me when I say, it would have been great.