Don’t wear her underwear, that’s sordid.

Bit late to worry about that

I mean hide all her day to day granny pants

Hard to hide them if I’m wearing them

To be honest, I wimped out of wearing them to work.

Now that does sound like a challenge. Wear your wife’s skimpies to work day. For charity, obviously 😳

She needs to open the front door to a house full of barely concious, v. drunk/stoned strangers. Preferbly with a pair (or more 😉 ) going at it on the dinning room table.

What an interesting thread – MissStripes returns tomorrow…. 😉

I often wear mrs buzz’s pants to work – bit like a balaclave but they smell better.

bit like a balaclave but they smell better.

Sounds like there are too many holes in them…

Tell the milf next door, its game over for her. 😯

Facebook open house party …

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An idea

Gluttony first

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Relaxing now

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I won’t post a photo of my ‘alone time’

But I’m saving up for a garden wee

Front or back garden, I’m not decided.

They both carry risks. The back is safer, but with more severe consequences.

Front or back garden, I’m not decided.

They both carry risks. The back is safer, but with more severe consequences.

My innueno chip just exploded

bit like a balaclave but they smell better.

Leg holes for eyeholes.

My innueno chip just exploded

I’m giving serious consideration to the side alley. It’s the one passage where I’m guaranteed to not be visible.

Pee off the roof FTW 😀

A most excellent thread …

Pee off the roof FTW

Ok, this isn’t totally off the cards. The back of this house has a little sticky out bit on the ground floor, kind of a triangular shape. Directly above this is a bedroom window. I could thrust out the window and wee down that.

I can confirm that re-decorating whilst she was out went down like the hooker I also had a lead balloon filled with depleted uranium shot, caught in the downdraft of a Chinook taking off on Jupiter.

Seems acceptable compromise – avoid back-lighting and possibly go-pro it for the memory box.

Riding motor bikes up the stairs is more fun! Though does present a problem removing tyre marks from the wall

Not tried thst. I can confirm that even though it is possible to ride a spacehopper down the stairs it is impossible to ride it back up again. Even if you make a ramp out of your housemate’s desk.

I don’t have a GoPro, although my camera can shoot 3D apparently.

I’ll get the womans underwear shot out in the morning. Purely for evidence, no posing.

“she” comes home tomorrow.

Sad times.

Must remember to do the guilt recycling tomorrow to hide the bulk of the evidence. The rest was flushed.

I’m cramming in the junk food tonight.

I’m cramming in the junk food tonight.

Which end?

Feel a bit sick now

You have to do something to eff with her. Like leave a chainring in the dishwasher, or a cone wrench in the silverware drawer. 😈