The only thinkg in my head is you running on a treadmill, sweat dripping from your masculine (artistic licence used) body, breathing heavily to the song "Do You Wannabee My Lover".

Whilst I am naked in front of the treadmill on all fours begging for a powercut, with a orange in my mouth awaiting the impact of 18st of pure muscle (artistic licence used) powering into me like a rabid animal.

you sick puppy

Should we put an 18 certificate on this thread...at least it's helped me with my diet...by totally turning my stomach..

You could work up a sweat with the boys on the tread mill if you want.

I think I have just thrown up a little in my mouth

Epic thread this.

Didn't leave ealry did I? Stayed listening to Radio coverage on my lap top right to the end. Lad.

Don't know anyone "in the game" either. There used to be some women who were on the game used to hang around behind a lecture theatre when I was t Uni, didn't know them either though. I also once spoke to an England RL international in the pub. I said "you've dropped your wallet mate" and he said "thanks." Great times.

I once spoke to a NZ international in Sainsbury, he was buying sausages – “all right” I said – “yep” he answered then went off down the pop aisle.

I once spoke to a glazier when he was replacing one of our office windows, his previous job had been to replace a pane of glass at Jim Fallons house.

Happy days.

jim fallon. that boy could throw a good right hook when riled

Yup.

Invited back this week.

by the same person too! wow, you're stories must have impressed him!

What people don't get is that this is an online persona.

Offline people just can't help wanting to spend time with me. I can't help it if I'm funny, charming and an all round interesting guy.

maybe he wanted to use him as a kicking tee?

he did, but he was too short!