Hey Colin

Your reminiscence of the "Dungeons and Dragons Club" at school has conjured up a memory. I recall busting in on one of their "sessions" once and insisting on a round of "Dungeons and Blow-Jobs". My character was called "Dildo Dog-Ends" and I was doing fine until I rolled a double six and ended up in "Frodo's Fellatio Forest of Doom and Jizm". I had no choice. I had to take all four of them at once. I remember that Pete "Sprite" Hutchinson came quickly, and then proceeded to look on whilst gesticulating wildly, generating the atmosphere of a small, but violent, crowd scene.

Hoss. See you all on the 12th.

p.s.-hey Colin, you have to remember that with Clint you get four holes for the price of two. (Gob, Gary Glitter, and TWO trumpets). Connoisseurs of the gay scene have often commented on the benefits of a "Dumbo Roast". That is Clint, with a knob in each ear, jerking himself off relentlessly with "The Sound Of Music" blaring out on his NAD Hi-Fi system.

Hoss.