Tuesday, 21 July 2009

Poor Little Dicky




The Green Arrow understa-nds stress. Why, when I was in the navy I was positively chomping at the bit to get in that barrell and get rodgered by another man.

So spare a thought for my gay porn film Nazi Richard Barnbrook. He has no savings despite the large amounts of cash he earns, because he's pissed most of if it up the wall.

Add to that the sad truth that everyone has left him to battle the booze and the lefties at City Hall and it's no wonder he has stress.

For a long time he has had to cope (admirably) with a slow shutter speed on his bladder, but asking the drug addled spiv that is Lee "Bong" Barnes to defend him against charges (not related to his time in Thailand) was the final straw.

Dicky's gone off on stress leave. To you and I, that's commonly known as a "bender".

So is Dicky.

One For The Green Arrow


He love big bang-bang with the lady boys.

His wife go "bye-bye" with the black cock.
I see his house, it shit-hole with back curtains and black car outside. His neighbours say he "pikie".

Wednesday, 3 June 2009

Lee Has A Tight Foreskin




No wonder he's so angry. The 40 year old virgin who lives wth his mother almost got an empty out but could not get the hood over his tiny pecker.

Thursday, 23 April 2009

This'll Make Any Red-Blooded Man Horny




Except of course, I do not have red blood. Mine is white like the cliffs of Dover and the bare arse of my wife (that I last saw escaping through the caravan window).

As soon as I saw this picture I had to pull down my pants and give myself a good old fashioned spanking.

My favourite porn star and his idiotic bum boy, together.

Hail The White Race!

Thursday, 15 January 2009

Taking It In The Back Door




From a professional like Richard Bumbrook is a real pleasure.

Friday, 11 July 2008

Gorgeous Gay Icon Belted!


News reaches us that Dicky Barnbrook almost had his back doors kicked in while down in the Vallies.

Missing a tooth does not stop Darling Dicky getting me all hot and unnecessary at the thought of one of Britain's finest gay film director's haivng been within sniffing distance of my poo.

Now that the horrible and detestable old tart that goes by the name of Simone is getting rodgered up the wrong hole by Mark Collett, may we suggest that Dicky comes around to the caravan for a good old fashioned cup of tea and a tea-bagging?