Poo Glue

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

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Look! Here's Caro with a cat advent calendar. We didn't buy it. Our boys are all atheists.

We were at the supermarket because tonight marked a momentous occasion. We have been living in Wellington for seven years now but Caro has never been to Mo's apartment!

UNTIL TONIGHT

So we and Loulou and Tiger went there to celebrate with fish and chips. As usual the talk turned to balls, bumholes and w*nking fairly early on.

"It's the poo glue that holds us together as a group," observed Loulou.

Tiger then brought out his impressive array of euphemisms for self-abuse. Our favourite was "grasping the purple-headed custard-chucker".

We are all very highbrow. It was a great night.

S.