STRAIGHT COCK, BOOZE AND SENSIBILITY

Blogger fucked me over last night with my post on the weekend and terrorists in Glasgow so now I'm rewriting some if I can remember.

Last Friday I had a works night out and ended up in Campus, a student bar with all the trimmings. All the straight lads from work loved it and it was a good laugh to mix about. I was totally shocked when one straight guy in the bar grabbed hugged me and then grabbed my dick. I thought it would be rude if I didn't at least return the favour and let me tell you it was mighty healthy. Nothing is better than turning a straight man and even if they don't turn, a handful is fun enough!

Then on Saturday, bloody terrorists crashed into Glasgow airport totally disrupting everything. And only in Glasgow do you get some guy who jumps into to rugby tackle a terrorist to the ground. I have to admire the Scottish sensibility of fighting against these people rather than giving in. Some friends told me that people around the UK find Glaswegian's rather rough and tough which is fine by me, especially in situations where a jeep drives into an airport terminal.

Now I've gone for drinks after work with a colleague and am semi leathered so sobering up with rice cakes and also watching some copious amounts of Prisoner Cell Block H. If Bea Smith and Lizzie Birdsworth don't help, I don't know what will!