DSOTM x 8 - Dinner Bites Diner!

Yeah I lived there for a few years...it certainly does rock.

whats so great about it?

Lots of pubs, awesome beaches, pubs that are 10 metres from the beach (great combination)...and the lady folk are rather attractive (and they go to the pubs, and the beaches, and even the pubs that are 10 metres from the beaches...which is also a great combination).

hey it does sound fun. where is this place located again?

West coast of Australia

Ahem...this is way way off the original topic.

Who cares?

Hell, i'm movin to OZ now!
Pubs, beaches, pubs, women, pubs, pubs, pubs 10 meters from the beach!

There really is a heaven!!

Yes...I forget how lucky I am sometimes.

Yes,

There was a time when I was doing art at college and I was quite keen on this bird (Alison) and managed to persuade her into coming out one saturday night for a bit of clubbing.

At this point, I was hammering the class A's quite heavily and during the course of the evening introduced her to her first E in the club (It may have been called Dogtastic), which was setting my 'getting some tonight' chances up rather nicely.

However, in the grand tradition of things, it (of course) didn't happen in the manner that I had originally envisaged. As the night progressed, as expected, I came up on my E in the club, but weirdly, the girl seemed rather underwhelmed by it all.

Being the kind of bloke for whom low blood pressure becomes a concern on the way down, I knew that if I wanted any action that night, it'd be imperative to get going soon. Of course, we couldn't get a taxi, this being Saturday night and ended up walking back to my gaff (a good 35 minutes), so unfeasably, by the time my house (and my boudoir) were within sweating distance, I was fully 'down', whereas the girl was now starting to enthuse about how 'amazing' she felt and enquiring if there'd be music back at my flat...

So, anyway, we get back to the flat and go into the living room for , you know, f*cking coffee or whatever. At that point, I was still sharing with my ex (who gets a mention in the other PF/fixxlevy shagging entry earlier)who, to put it bluntly, I was kinda still shagging here and there and she made it window-pane clear that she was not into me bringing this (or any) bird back for sex.

Being a chap that naturally (on a comedown and worried about being able to get it up) wanted to shy away from any kind of confrontation (and get my cock sucked), I suggested to the girl that we go into my room and "listen to Dark Side Of The Moon", to which she eagerly agreed, possibly in the hope that it was fasty beat dance music, as she was now out of her tits on this bloody slow release E. This of course was just a code for "I want to cultivate your groinal garden", but went to the formality of putting the bloody thing on anyway.


I'm not sure how many of you have done truly good E's, but I (unfortunately) tend to find that on the way down, I'm prone to hallucinations and a bit of the old echolalia (I've got a mate who's girlfriend was riding him one time after a night caning it and he kept reaching up and touching her face in an irritating manner. When she asked him what he was doing, he replied "trying to turn the page"), so, unfortunately (and rather uncharacteristically), being at that stage, began f*cking singing along to the bloody record, which is unfortunate, as I REALLY can't sing, no matter how f*cked I am and trying to time all my thrusty, Concorde-style actions to coincide with key pieces on the album.

It wasn't really working truth be told and, apart from the fact that I was 'flying at half mast', to make matters worse, my bitchcow ex actually knocked on the door during the only point where I'd actually got it together and we were united on top of the covers (doing it in a rather canine style), AND THEN SHE CAME IN! and stood there looking at us and saying "aw, sorry, I was... just... wondering if you... wanted coffee... or something".

Needless to say, that was the end of that little episode, never to be repeated. The really sad part is that we never even made it as far as the end of side A on the flipping album.


No cheers at all,

Mark

I'm sorry to hear that you didn't make it through Darkside Mark. Well at least that time, .

I suggest that everyone try it!

Awww, poor Mark.
Commisserations, dude.

Stop picking on Mark, Byron.



Mark is such a wanker!

Aaaah, you know I love you big boy.

First things first, amazing story BOAB. Kinda like crossibg Jimm Morrisons story telling and snake obsession with PF, Truly amazing. Secondly, Fixxy those are some rather ahem, intersting stories you have to tell. And thirdly you should check out Adelaide. Not only do you get the pubs and beaches ( i suppose the girls too, but me myself being a girl i really don't pay much attention) but you also get The Fringe festival which starts on the 22nd of Feb and let me tell you this is one crazy town during the Festival so anyone who can has got ot check it out!

cheers