Monday 24 October 2011: Excellent expressions. No. 5.
Means the 2nd wank of the day is unexpectedly good.
(like the film).
I nearly tore my own spleen laughing when I heard it last night.
I think perhaps I should have been a boy.
Love swearing, wank jokes and snooker.
I know. Snooker.
I once bought some World Championship Semi-Final tickets
as a Valentine's present for a boyfriend.
Obviously they were for me, but I thought he would think
I was a really cool girlfriend for buying them for him.
I watched smugly as he opened the envelope,
he looked at me as though I'd just had a piss in his mum's mouth.
See, I'd be a perfect boy, always choosing the wrong presents.