make sure your souled on… letting me go !

Well that’s nice.

I could never have rampant sex without a quick post-coital post on some message board.
Even when copping a dubious feel behind the bike sheds as a callow youth dripping with acne…………………….. I’d still race to some window sill and drum my fingers irrelevantly.

It wasn’t my fault that the internet wasn’t invented, I was ahead of my time.