How I yearn for the days of flicking through the German channels on the old Sky box in a desperate bid to see some boobs.
7, 9,10 through 18 and repeat.
Every now and then the gods would gift you with a bit of bush and Jesus, it's what I imagine winning the lotto must feel like.
Fast forward a few decades and now I spend half the time flopping it around like one of those inflatable floppy mascots you would see outside car dealerships in the US just to amuse myself.

7, 9,10 through 18 and repeat.
Every now and then the gods would gift you with a bit of bush and Jesus, it's what I imagine winning the lotto must feel like.
Fast forward a few decades and now I spend half the time flopping it around like one of those inflatable floppy mascots you would see outside car dealerships in the US just to amuse myself.


