I was feeling lonely and disconnected from the Universe so I did what I usually do, I drank till excess and masturbated over the comments on my blog but that wasn't enough . I took a walk along the sea shore to see if Mananan had washed up any gifts onto the beach. To my surprise I found something beautiful and amazing lying on the sand just waiting for me.
Right behind that stupid bint in the picture was a Bitters glass bottle, it had a note inside from 12 female porn stars, trapped on some island ,they are sick of the leezer action and need a man, they said they would be very grateful to whoever rescued them, yeah I'm sure they would, silly tarts imagine throwing away a Bitters bottle not too bright.
I got rid of the note and carefully washed the bottle like any sensible person would and I named her Maxine.
Right behind that stupid bint in the picture was a Bitters glass bottle, it had a note inside from 12 female porn stars, trapped on some island ,they are sick of the leezer action and need a man, they said they would be very grateful to whoever rescued them, yeah I'm sure they would, silly tarts imagine throwing away a Bitters bottle not too bright.
I got rid of the note and carefully washed the bottle like any sensible person would and I named her Maxine.
Bitters were alcohol disguised as medicine from the 1800's, they added a small amount of herbal bitters to gin so it may be sold without tax as medicinal liquor. The bottles came in various shapes and designs and are quite collectable. So a good day in the end, it doesn't get much better than that.
10 comments:
Definately not too bright throwing away the Bitters bottle - the fun they could have had with that..
Now the fun is all mine to be having, ha!
One mans trashy wench reveals another mans treasure.
What was her deal huh? probably mentally ill.
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Looks like someone just gave her a "Howling Beagle". Explanation below:
-Banging your girl on the beach, then suddenly in mid stroke, pull out, dip your member in the sand, then slam it back in. All that's left is to listen to her howl like a beagle.-
You Redcoats should know what that sounds like!
I drank till excess and masturbated over the comments on my blog
I feel totally violated. Used. Abused. You Scots are all the same....
I was thinking about printing out her picture for dubious purposes.
I used to collect Bitters Bottles. Now, I'm wondering what happened to them. Aaah, when I left my husband, I left all in the house too. Poor dears.
eyebee I have no idea what those purposes would be.
Babs you should have stayed together for the sake of the bottles.
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