I was having a beautiful walk, when suddenly

I was having a beautiful walk, when suddenly a wild junkie appeared and tried to stab a needle in my arm..

she smelt like poo but she was hot so i leated her take advantage of me

she put her hand down my pants and started to.....

Furiously started to stroke my nuts until they fell off.

Hey, don't knock it until you try it. In my opinion, if you've never experienced the feeling of nuts falling off, you haven't lived. Anyway all that stroking was the most exercise

I've seen in months, since that fish incident. How was I supposed to realize that "la pesca" meant no fishing in Spanish, I read it as "One Peso", so I left a peso by the sign.

I'd no sooner caught a 4kg gurnard when I was thrown into a Mexican prison. My hands were still fish-slimy as I shook the bars of my cell & cried. "Noooo! There's been a mistake!"

I poked 20 dollar bills through the bars. The Frederales unshackled me and put me in a bare room. "Pesca?" said the officer. "Si" I said showing my tackle box. I was dropped off in

Albuquerque at the local Los Polos Hermanos,

hmmmm. 10 piece chicken and Waffles meal with a side of 8======D