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The gloopy bowl of another’s porrige!

I dedicate this to the mindless swopping of guys, girls and the activity of inter-friendship group shagging.

First off, wow. Wow wow wow, i cant get my pretty head around why anyone would want to shag a cock that had already experienced the pleasure of their best mate’s red painted gob-shite mouth. The rule of stirring your mate’s’porridge should solely be restricted to cult families, incestuous parts of southern america and midgets.

Put simply, there are more than enough people to go around people, so get yourself out there and see for yourself. There’s’only one thing worse than the furious inter-group girl swap and thats girls who chase the group because they fit a social group they aspire to; eg. Band whores, pro hoe’s, local bikes and/or shoreditch twats with ropey tattoo’s ‘oh youre just like, sooo different.”

I hope next time you look down at the girl you’re rooting, the same girl that has shagged no fewer than 3 other guys who frequent your local skate park you remember they’ve all seen her come face, those contourted facial expressions are not exclusive to you. In fact if you brooched this subject at said skate park you lads would probably embark on a chin wag that saw you right through to closing hours. You may have more in common through the porridge you’re stirring than your bikes.

THINK. It’s not a coincidence that she’s’had sex with circa 5 bmx’ers, its fact that the girl likes bmx cock more than you enjoy a concrete bowl.