Sunday, March 22, 2009

I would like to say a thank you to the people concerned who petitioned to bring back pat, i will endeavour as always to help you all with your problems and questions.



To Mr Dogsegg,

I understand your concerns with the issues arising from the tardiness of Mr Bransons train service but i think the problems lie deeper than that. The problem with space travel is that humans are traditionally built for visiting celestial heights, dogs yes, monkeys yes and even fish but for us its a no go. I can imagine the headlines Bransons Galactic Service Late and due to our physiological limitations we could possibly die because that lazy spacecraft driver is too busy finishing his breakfast over the bus i digress, its a bad idea from start to finish lets keep ourselves firmly planted to terrafirma.





To Stupid,

The conortations of these displays relate to the sexual alignment of the animals. Ritual arse licking is versed in our culture as much as in any and is a centuries old act. During the 2nd century the Incas, a civilised tribe of its time introduced this act as a pleasureable experience for the nobility. After a member of the ruling tribe deficaeted a commoner/peasant would be called upon to clean the aforementioned nobility's anus using only the tip of the tongue until the backend was polished and shiny. Arse licking is not as graphic now but is a term used for a person who wants to seek approval from someone who is deemed to be of a higher demographic status than themselves. Hope that helps you with your life.









Well Tarquin nothing like that has occured to me but i remember of a story of similar circumstances. A young beautiful lady caught he eye of a gent on a saturday night in The Griffen in Brynmawr. It was dark a the dancefloor full these star crossed lovers seemed destined to be, as they disco danced together he moved in for the killer kiss, smitten and full of sexual tension she jumped upon him with lustful exhuberance and they later left together for an evening of passionate lovemaking. As they writhed in a passionate embrace the man proceeded to perform a position called the reverse clancy which itself is a deep black art of sexual perversion, they fell asleep in eachothers arms. He left the next morning they exchanged pleasantaries and phone numbers. In the forthcoming days they exchanged messages until one day it all stopped, in panic and a frantic state he had thought she had passed away. A drive to her house revealed she was fine just not interested after their night of loving he was a little disparent because he was hoping for a bit of drama and maybe a bit of loving for his concern alas they never saw eachother again. Im not sure if that has helped but i thought the story was worth telling anyway.


Hope to hear from you all soon.


Regards

PAT

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