Women – Top 5 Birds

  Ez how you been? I am sorry it has been so long. In fairness I did announce retirement with my 2019 review and after the trial that was the year 2020 I couldn’t not fill you in on that experience. If you recall I initially put down the pen because I ran out of shit to write about… Though 2023 has on paper been one of my best for a while. I started the year with the goals of getting the most physically fit I’ve ever been, and progressing in my new line of work, I finished the year…

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2020 – Disappointment defined

‘Here we are lads! The roaring 20’s! We made it and what a pleasant group of lads to real it in with’ I announced at about 10am on January 1st at an after party to a load of people I’d just k holed with, cut riffs with and pontificated on our dreams for the next decade. Must have been about dozen of us sat around that table, none of whom I’d met previously but I enjoyed their company immensely as we exchanged lines, cans and anecdotes. Deliberately I didn’t learn their names to keep a mystic about the party but…

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2019 – The Final Entry

Here we go lads last annual review of the decade and Jesus Christ man has it been a crazy year to review. I did half consider attempting to review the decade but instantly thought ‘fuck it’ I’ve been writing these annual reviews for a while now if you give that much of a shit go and have a read of therm. 2019 has been full of the unexpected. Whether it be the dizzying heights of running a takeover and making my DJ debut at the Bangface Weekender or the remarkable finally few months of the year where my many years…

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The joy of feet and sex life update

  I was visiting the wank bank the other day replaying some of my fonder sordid sessions and then started to scroll the timeline of my perversions and achieved fantasies. I reflected fondly on how threesomes are fun spontaneous with friends that cant really be planned. I got nostalgic for such landmark moments like attending orgies with former partners, the first time I was properly pegged and all the filthy insults people have shouted at me whilst fucking them. A particular highlight being that time I ate the arse of that hot skinhead birds whilst simultaneously fisting her remarkably west pussy to her…

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Women – Another Year (2018 Review)

Here we go again lads! It’s that time of year when your humble narrator secludes himself, swallows nootropic drugs and tries his very best to catch up on all the writing projects he’s pondered over the last year. I had a few in mind but it don’t look like they’re getting published anytime soon. I dunno what it is but over the last couple of years my creativity has been dwindling a bit. Aint got the flow I once had, aint finding it as fun as I used to and I often find myself forcing myself to these because my…

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Sexual Manifesto 2018

Apparently the average number of sexual partners people in the UK have in their lifetime is 7. At 27 I think I’ve had 50 though I lost count at 30 a few years ago so 50 is probably the most likely number it may be more it may be less. To give you some perspective the majority of these partners have been one or two nightstands – I’d say about 70%. 10% would be sex workers and the remaining 20% would be something that went further then just a couple of dates. Like with nearly every person I know in…

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2017

A wise yet flawed man I once knew would often remind me that although the good times in life were something to be cherished, it was equally important to never get too comfortable. A philosophy that sums up the year 2017 for your humble narrator really rather well. 2016 as you may remember was an extravagant one for me. I travelled the world, experienced many different things, lost friends to death, love to time and spiritually I was in better health then I’d ever been with a clear and positive recognition of the man I had become. Needless to say…

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My Sexy Woke Summer

So that’s summer done with. Hope you all had a good one. Mine was a bit subdued this year. No Phileas Fog adventures across several continents for me to write about this time. But where I aint been traveling I have reverted back to my once favorite activity of dating and shagging. Remember when I used to write about that? After the baron sex drive years that were my mid 20’s I’ve found that for some reason the ladies have all of a sudden perked their interest for me once again and seeing as quite a lot of them were…

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Glastonbury 2017

What a difference a year makes…. I have flashbacks of last years Glastonbury and sometimes they make me quiver… The mud, the rain and the Brexit vote all playing a huge role in the atmosphere. The heavy Sunday meth induced comedown of no sleep, sitting in mud and drizzle nursing a Guinness with too much head on it and of course the tragic news of Pritchards passing – I saw the festival as test for the 3 months of globe trotting and festival adventures I was about to embark on. So 12 months and 10 festivals later I was due…

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Day for Night & Houston, Texas

  ‘Yea? Why would you come to Houston?’ asked the older local in wonder and realization before taking a light of a huge spliff that resembled a prop from a Cheech and Chong movie and put it in his mouth. I was making conversation with the fella’s around us before The Butthole Surfers were due to take stage. Back together after in their home state of Texas after 6 years in the ether, a band famous for their live performances and rare UK tours was the tipping point for what made Nags and me cave in and buy tickets for…

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