Hey guys, my internet is back and pretty fast too! Well done Dad.
I'll treat you to a cap and gown pic now as well as the one of me in my smart gear on thurs.
If your wondering what the statue is, its a Super Lamb Banana! Famous in liverpool, hundreds of copies have been made for our Capital of culture year and have been placed round the city. This is obv the graduation lamb outside the Uni of Liv student union.
Thanks for all the congrats! and if any of you guys have an exciting event coming up then let me know and i'll post. I really dont want this blog to be just about me!x
Saturday, 5 July 2008
Wednesday, 2 July 2008
MG's Scenario game results Part 3 (Lucy's bday edition)
Again i couldn't remember them all so made a few guesses, correct me at will..
All set at Lucy’s fabulous bday bash in a posh venue somewhere in SBAland-
Gina (About VG) Luis Garcia, Handcuffs
Ok, there are a few extra characters in there, but they were kind of necessary to make the story flow :)
VG walks into the party a little late to find it’s already in full swing and there’s chaos ensuing on the dance floor. There’s a whole load of ballers dancing away, seemingly oblivious to anything or anyone around them. As she was about to make her way downstairs to join everyone else, she heard a quiet sob coming from the right. Shocked, she looked down to find none other than Luis Garcia cuffed to the banister, a sad look on his face.
“Are you ok there?” She asked, and the little Spaniard looked up at her, his eyes glistening.
“No…I came up…here for a few minutes.” He was choking back sobs between words and she sat down next to him, being careful not to crumple her dress and giving him a sympathetic pat on the back. “And I bumped into Gina…with the two Davids. There was a bit of…confusion, and next thing I know, I’m sat here…cuffed to these stairs and…they’ve left me.”
“I’ll be back in a second, I’m just going to see if I can find anyone to help.”
She left him sat on the stairs alone, quickly tracking down Gina who was in a bit of a panic.
“VG, have you seen my handcuffs? Villa’s been playing up and I could have sworn I had them earlier…”
“Yep, poor Luis is cuffed to the banister upstairs. Do you have the keys?”
Gina handed them over and VG ran back up the stairs to uncuff Luis, who was currently inconsolable. She quickly uncuffed him, and he rubbed his wrist gingerly, checking for any damage.
“Thank you so much.” He said. “I was worried I’d be up here all evening, everyone else seems to be having so much fun. How can I repay you?”
She thought carefully for a few moments before placing a kiss on the shocked Spaniards’ lips.
“Well, I have a date to the party already, I believe you know him quite well. I was wondering how you’d feel about making a return to Liverpool.”
He smiled, giving her a sly wink before replying. “I shall talk to my agent, but you know these things are complicated, no?”
“Try your best and I’ll make it worth your while.”
MXA (About Pavi) Niko, Pan scrub
Niko had been sent to the bar again by Venice demanding another line of shots!! He being the dutiful date didn't dare disagree with her. On his way, he cuaght a tumbling MXA, who had been spinning around the dance floor in a drunken state. As they collided she spilt her cocktail all down his shirt and trousers. Sighing at the stupid womans mistake, Niko headed to the kitchen area to clean himself up. Looking around for something to wipe away the bright blue mess, he spots a pan scrub and decides to give it a go. The kitchen looked empty so Niko removed his clothes to really get scrubbing at the stain, all of a sudden he hear's a crash in the store room. Leaving his clothes on the side and walking over in his tiny dark blue pants to check out the noise, he is greeted by a very drunk Pavi sat in a corner of the room, clutching a bottle of champers and just wearing The Ramos' shirt. Pavi: "Well hellooo there." Niko: "Oh gosh, sorry, I didn't know anyone was in here. Where's Sergio?" Pavi: "I'm not sure, he went to get some whipped cream, but I think he got dragged to the pool by Nando." Trying not to stare at Pavi's bare legs Niko wonder's what to do next in this situation. Pavi: "Why are you only wearing pants?" Feeling very self consious and wondering what Venice would say if she was to walk in on them now, Niko starts to rush out an explanation and beg Pavi not to tell anyone what she'd seen, getting all in a panic he starts to cry a little. Pavi starts to feel sorry for the poor guy and offers him a sympathetic hug, as she embrasses Niko into a bear hug, The Ramos enters the room again carrying whipped cream in one hand and a camera in the other. He see's Niko and an almost naked Pavi cuddling up and goes off in a jealous rage. As he's storming out of the kitchen he spots MXA walking into the ladies bathroom. Seeking revenge on Pavi he follows her in and puts the whip cream and camera to very good use........ Pavi (About Sarah) Nando, Teacher’s cane
Sarah and Cesc were dancing the night away and having a great time and Cesc decided to go to the bar to get a drink. Sarah said she needed to use the toilets so she left him at the bar. Without paying much attention she accidentally walked into the men’s toilet. She ran into Nando and felt embarrassed at her mistake. She turned to leave the bathroom but he stopped her with a hand on the door. When she turned around to tell him she had to get back to Cesc he kissed her. She was surprised but didn’t mind the kiss so she started kissing him back. He pulled away and said she should be punished for walking into the men’s toilet. She couldn’t believe what he was saying since she had always pictured Nando as a very shy and quite guy. He then told her to turn and face the mirror and she saw in the reflection that he was holding a teacher’s cane. Before she could say anything he started to use the cane on her bum and all she could was moan. All of a sudden Pavi walked into the toilets and upon seeing Nando and Sarah started to apologize. The Ramos walked up behind Pavi and saw Nando and Sarah together as well. Sarah quickly left the bathroom to get back to Cesc. As she was talking to Cesc she saw Nando walk by and he winked at her.
Lucy (About MG) The Ramos, A tub of banana body butter
So it's present opening time at my party and the cute Spanish waiters have clubbed together to buy me a special present since I invented them and everything. Rodrigo, the most handsome who looks a lot like Cesc Fabregas, presents me with a basket of luxury bath pampering lotions and creams. At first I'm thinking 'Really? Bath stuff? I get enough of this from kids at school' but when I see the glint in Rodrigo's eye, I see the real purpose of the gift and readily accept it. After opening all the prezzies, I leave them in the cloakroom before Rodrigo and I try and find somewhere to be alone whilst Nando is off having his half hour private time with Pavi. Meanwhile, The Ramos is looking for his wallet and important 'supplies' that lie within. He thinks he left it in his jacket. Off he wanders into the cloakroom and being quite large and strong, manages to knock over a lot of presents. He tries to pick everything up and notices a tub of banana body butter. 'Que?' he thinks. The Ramos likes bananas. He opens the tub with interest and eats some. At that moment, MG slips into the cloakroom, having seen him enter only a few minutes previously and horny for some Ramos love. She sees him tasting the body butter and exclaims that he is wasting the stuff and proceeds to demonstrate how it should be used by ripping open his shirt and applying it with expertise to his fine abs...
Aoife (About Laura) Dagger, A pair of armani boxer shorts
Laura stumbled into the men’s room by mistake. The karaoke had kicked off in the party and Aragones had started belting out the lyrics to Madonna’s “Like a Virgin”.
Standing there, clad only in a pair of Armani boxer shorts, was Daniel Agger. Laura looked at him confusedly, "What are you doing here? This is a party for the Spanish football team. You're Danish, Danny."
Danny looked embarrassed and shuffled, his hands covering his modesty. Laura couldn't take her eyes off his strong arms, covered in tattoos and slightly tanned.
"yes, but I heard from Nando and Pepe that it was a great party and that a cute chica from Merseyside was going to be at it. They said I should come since I’m over here for the match tomorrow. But the security guy wouldn't let me in since I'm not Spanish,” he took a deep breath, “So I went around the side of the building and climbed all the way up the trellis. I squeezed in here through this window -" He indicated a small window up above the row of sinks, from which was hanging a pair of black dress pants and a white shirt. "It was too small and my suit got caught on the hooks when I was climbing in. I lost my footing, slipped, fell and ripped my entire suit."
Laura looked at Danny, her mind working overtime.
"Well Danny, we can't have you standing in here in your skivvies. Come with me and I'll find you something to wear."
They slipped into the anteroom, which was full of comfy couches and had a spare suit hanging on the wall. It was The Ramos's spare. “He likes to mix it up halfway through the evening but he's had far too many shots with Iker to even remember it's here”, Laura explained.
"But Laura, I'm not ready to go to the party yet."
And with that, Danny slipped off those Armani boxers and looked up at Laura, a smirk on his freckled face.
"And I seem to have lost my underwear now too....could you come over here and help me please?"
...............
It was two hours before Laura returned to the party, a little flushed and a lot happier. Danny worked The Ramos's spare suit and kept thinking of the repeat performance he'd be giving Laura later that night in his hotel room.
MG (About Lucy) Stevie G, A bottle of whiskey?
Damn these shoes Lucy thought hobbling outside for a seat on the patio. Slipping them off she sighed at the relief. 'Are you ok?' a voice in the dark asked making her jump. 'Who's there?' Lucy shouted then smiled as Stevie, his forehead wrinkled in concern stepped out of the shadows. 'Its just my feet' she replied 'they're killing me!' 'May I?' he said kneeling in front of her and taking one in his hand. 'Sure' she sighed as he began to massage gently. 'Wow that feels really good!' Lucy whispered 'where did you learn such skills?' 'Oh my ex wife used to wear stupid hooker shoes all the time' Stevie shook his head, 'and she made me massage her bunions when she came home!' 'I have another little trick which might help actually' he grinned blushing slightly. 'Oh yes! you go for your life' Lucy croaked horsely as the sensation in her foot intensified. Reaching behind him Stevie picked up a bottle of whisky and taking a large mouthful lifted an astonished Lucys foot and put the toes into his mouth allowing the cold liquid to run between them numbing the pain and sending tingles up her legs! 'OMG' she groaned 'who taught you to do that?' 'Oh it was my friend Nando' Stevie replied 'actually hes far better at it than I am why don't you come home with me and I'll get him to show you!' Lucy was on her feet in an instant and heading off to get her coat. 'BTW she asked Stevie as they drove to his flat you never said who taught Nando the foot trick?' 'Im not sure' Stevie replied shrugging his shoulders 'I think it was some girl he met in a stationary cupboard once!!'
Beth (About Aoife) VV, A ruler
Once upon a time (i was stuck for an opening) at a stunning house/building a birthday party was being held for a girl called Lucy. She had invited all of her kickette friends and their other halves, although unfortunately one or two were absent so there were some spare ballers roaming around. One of these was a goalie by the name of VV, he was infamous for getting into fights about his position in (or rather out of)the SNT, therfore when he was released by his partner to attend this evenings prestigious bash, he felt slightly out of place and awkward. By the time the clock struck midnight (sorry for all of these fairy tale references my imagination is obviously packing up on me!)he was sitting at the bar downing shots, feeling quite sorry for himself as he was on his own whilst everyone was dancing to beyonce, or dirty dancing, or something similar. At this time, one of lucy's friends turned up late as she had had a prior commitment at a gig. Running in slightly flustered she grabbed a stool and ordered a number of shots, to make up for lost time, not realising that only VV was at the bar. Aoife didn't immediately recognise him, but definitely knew that he was hot. In the mad rush that there was to get to the party Aoife had put her jewellery on in the car, but whilst sitting at the bar she realised that she was missing an earring. She started emptying her bag over the bar surface looking for the earring. Because she was in such a rush to get there Aoife hadn't got around to clearing out her bag and so had alot of random items in there. Most of which, in her haste, she had managed to send flying. Eventually Aoife found the earring, put it in and set about clearing up the bar. As she was closing her handbag, a hand pushed a ruler along the bar towards her. Looking at the ruler Aoife realised it must have been something that she dropped out of her handbag. Trailing her eyes up the arm attached to the ruler, her eyes met those of one VV. Seeing the mischief in those eyes, a thought popped into Aoifes head. She grabbed VV's hand, the one without the ruler, downed her last shot, and with boyzone playing in the background she dragged him off to the cloakroom imagining the fun she could have with that ruler, and hoping no one would notice.
Laura (About MXA) David Silva, Cream cakes
Before they left the house MXA and Xabi had decided not too get too drunk because they wanted to be wide awake when they got home. But after drinking only a few sugary cocktails all night she was starting to get the shakes (ha what a lush) so on the pretence of getting some food from the buffet MXA sneaked off into the gardens with her hip flask and so she didn’t feel too guilty she grabbed some cream cakes on her way out. Once outside she found a nice secluded spot away from the debauchery in the pool. After a few minutes she hears a rustling and goes to investigate. She pushes her way through some shrubs only to find David Silva tied to a tree. ‘What the hell?’ says MXA shocked at the sight of him. ‘Thank god MXA, Gina tied me to this tree and I think she’s ran off with Villa and forgotten about me. I am starving!’ MXA shakes her head and walking over to him, shoves a rather large cream cake in his mouth. Some cream drops off and slides down his chest and MXA’s (very rarely dirty) mind goes into overdrive. She hurries back to the party quickly leaving poor David stranded and unable to shout for help with the cake in his tiny mouth. Grabbing Xabi away from the bar she tells him its time to go. Now where will I find some whipped cream and rope at this time of night she wonders.
VG (About Beth) Minty, A pink thong
Beth and I are chatting with a cute waiter, when all of a sudden we hear a loud thump coming from the pool area. We seem to be the only ones who heard it so we run to investigate. The pool area is dark and silent. I am about to turn the lights on when all of a sudden we hear a female voice screaming: These? You want me to put up with these? Which was quickly followed by a loud splash and sound of heels leaving the area. After the first shock (seeing it was Minty), we finally manage to get him out of the water. His hand is strangely formed into a fist and it's visible he's holding to something tightly. Bring some water, Beth says to me. Don't you think he had enough of it already, I reply. Water she says and her eyes convince me it's better to obey her. Beth in the mean time takes a box of tissues out of her Gucci bag and gently starts caressing his cheecks. He slowly opens his eyes and looks at her: why are you doing this? I thought you needed some help she replies while taking another tissue. They sit in silence for a moment. What are those, Beth asks pointing to a wet, creased peace of cloth lying close to them. Where did you get this, he asks panically looking at his now empty hand visibly blushing. She smiles and carreses his cheek again, this time without the tissue: Girlfriend didn't like them? She leans to give him a kiss.. No, they're mine actually he says with cheeks burning furiously. You mean, this am, well those errr these PINK thongs are actually yours!!??!!
Steph (About Venice) Xabi, A wooden spoon
Xabi has a type tonight and that type is Redheads Xabi came to Lucy’s party looking quite exquisite. He was on the arm of the gorgeous MXA who he loved very dearly. Well while at the party, Xabi decided to cut loose a little. He began drinking some and eventually got a little wild by removing his jacket, taking his tie off and rolling up his sleeves. He was having a killer time talking it up with Nando and even participating in the Macarena. After dancing he decided he was hungry and headed off to the buffet where he spotted another gorgeous redhead with a wooden spoon. He walks over to find out who it is, but she then soon disappears into the vast crowd of dancing Spaniards. He tries to make her out by following the red hair, but there being so many redheaded kickettes, he soon gives up. Xabi, being a little disappointed at not meeting her heads back to spend some time with MXA. He begins chatting it up with TOH, and even though he is happy to be reunited with the SNT captain again, he still feels that pit in his stomach that is longing for his new red headed Lolita. He sees his EPL rival Cesc from across the room with a redhead and gets his hopes up, he sneaks away from MXA hoping that it is the one he longs for, but when he gets there, she is a beautiful red head in a silky green dress, but alas, it is not the one of whom he seeks. Being disappointed and feeling bad for lusting after another woman with MXA there, Xabi decides to call it a night and heads back to the cloak room to grab his jacket. He puts his coat back on proper and heads out with his head down. He goes back to the dining room to see if he can spot his new crush, but again is disappointed. He is finally convinced that she just doesn’t exist and heads for the door. He is just about ready to get into his car (which is spotless clean for some reason??? ;)) when he hears a voice calling after him. He turns around and sees the gorgeous girl who had the wooden spoon and can’t help but smile. She runs up to him and hands him his tie. “here Xabi, don’t forget this.” She says Xabi is totally enamored and just stares at her, his eyes as wide as his mouth. The girl not knowing what was wrong with him, then goes to put the tie around his neck and as she reaches around, Xabi pulls her in and kisses her. It was the best kiss of Xabis life, but the girl seems a little uncomfortable and pulls herself away. “what are you doing?” she asks Xabi, never experiencing rejection before manages to stumble out “I saw you with the wooden spoon and just thought you were gorgeous. I, I , I just couldn’t help myself.” The girl looks at him with a piteous smile and responds, “well I’m here with Niko, and I don’t think he would be very happy if he caught me kissing some other guy, I’m sorry , but I have to go back inside.” The girl then turns away and as she starts walking Xabi stops her “Can I at least know your name?” “Venice” says the girl and then proceeds to walk back inside
Sarah (About Gina) Cesc, Sleeping bag
It was quite late, but the party was still in full swing. Sarah had abandoned Cesc on the dance floor in favor of the free whiskey shots at the bar, and he was trying desperately not to be too heartbroken. [Author’s note: Impossible, I know! I’m so irresistible…just ask Nando. ] But he was doing a pretty good job of distracting himself by dancing crazily with Lucy to the weird catchy foreign song. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he sees Gina stumble to the stairwell and start to climb the twisting steps. She looks a bit inebriated by this point in the night, and being the nice guy he is, he starts to worry that she might fall and hurt herself. He rushes to the bottom of the stairs, but before he could start to climb, he sees her shooting back down, sliding on a sleeping bag that she found in the cloakroom! (I guess someone had brought it to the party hoping to get lucky with their date—or someone else’s—by the end of the night.) She knocks him over, and in the ensuing tangle finds herself lying on top of him, with the sleeping bag under them both. She stares deep into his eyes, then gives him a little wink and whispers,“Why don’t we see if we can find a better use for this sleeping bag?”Cesc cracks a smile, and being the gentleman that he is, helps her to her feet. However, as soon as they’re both up, he snatches the sleeping bag from the ground and dashes up the stairs, yelling “My turn, my turn!” Gina rolls her eyes, and walks away, trying to remember where she tied up David Silva.
Venice (About Steph) Villa, A feather duster
Even though his friends tried to pay attention to him as much as possible, David Villa couldn't help but feel left out a little after seeing his teammates and their dates getting jiggy with it on the dancefloor, drinking and having fun. He cursed the damn muscle injury under his breath. Even though he could move, it still hurt him and as the doctors said there was a slim chance of him making an appearance in the final match vs Germany, he didn't want to do anything to strain that muscle even more.So there he was, on the sofa in the gallery, watching his friends having the time of their lives, clutching his drink and feeling lonely. He's had a few too many already and was getting sleepy. His head was heavy and he leaned back, closing his eyes.He thought he was dreaming when he felt soft fabric covering his eyelids, wraping around his head. He tried to open his eyes, but couldn't see anything really. "What's going on?" he wondered and tried to complain, but curiosity kicked in and he decided to wait and see what will happen. He felt a light touch sliding across the back of his neck behind his ears, brushing against his shoulders. It was light enough not to irritate or tickle him, but still enough to give him goosebumps."Who's that?" he asked, letting out a small gasp before that.No reply. He leaned back more, hoping that the gentle caress wouldn't stop. He shuddered but not in a bad way when he felt a small hand unbuttoning his shirt. He gave in without resistance. "Who are you?" he asked again with a smile on his lips."You can call me Ms TOH." he heard a female voice whispering. "OOh this is exciting", he thought. He felt the same delicate touch all down his chest and stomach. He was shivering now, felt hot and cold at the same time. He sensed some movement south of the bellybutton. His hot Spanish blood begin to boil and he couldn't take this any more. He tried to grab the hand that was teasing him, but he got hold of something thin and furry. Not knowing what was going on, Villa stripped his blindfold and to his surprise found out he was holding a feather duster. He turned around swiftly but all he saw was a female figure vanishing into the dark. He got up and tried to follow her, but he couldn't see past the crowd. Feeling bittersweet, he sat back on the couch and skimmed his eyes through the crowd of his friends and their dates. He caught the intense look of a girl next to the god himself. When she caught his eyes, she raised an eyebrow, smiled and turned back to Raul. David Villa smiled and poured himself another drink.
Gina (About VG) Luis Garcia, Handcuffs
Ok, there are a few extra characters in there, but they were kind of necessary to make the story flow :)
VG walks into the party a little late to find it’s already in full swing and there’s chaos ensuing on the dance floor. There’s a whole load of ballers dancing away, seemingly oblivious to anything or anyone around them. As she was about to make her way downstairs to join everyone else, she heard a quiet sob coming from the right. Shocked, she looked down to find none other than Luis Garcia cuffed to the banister, a sad look on his face.
“Are you ok there?” She asked, and the little Spaniard looked up at her, his eyes glistening.
“No…I came up…here for a few minutes.” He was choking back sobs between words and she sat down next to him, being careful not to crumple her dress and giving him a sympathetic pat on the back. “And I bumped into Gina…with the two Davids. There was a bit of…confusion, and next thing I know, I’m sat here…cuffed to these stairs and…they’ve left me.”
“I’ll be back in a second, I’m just going to see if I can find anyone to help.”
She left him sat on the stairs alone, quickly tracking down Gina who was in a bit of a panic.
“VG, have you seen my handcuffs? Villa’s been playing up and I could have sworn I had them earlier…”
“Yep, poor Luis is cuffed to the banister upstairs. Do you have the keys?”
Gina handed them over and VG ran back up the stairs to uncuff Luis, who was currently inconsolable. She quickly uncuffed him, and he rubbed his wrist gingerly, checking for any damage.
“Thank you so much.” He said. “I was worried I’d be up here all evening, everyone else seems to be having so much fun. How can I repay you?”
She thought carefully for a few moments before placing a kiss on the shocked Spaniards’ lips.
“Well, I have a date to the party already, I believe you know him quite well. I was wondering how you’d feel about making a return to Liverpool.”
He smiled, giving her a sly wink before replying. “I shall talk to my agent, but you know these things are complicated, no?”
“Try your best and I’ll make it worth your while.”
MXA (About Pavi) Niko, Pan scrub
Niko had been sent to the bar again by Venice demanding another line of shots!! He being the dutiful date didn't dare disagree with her. On his way, he cuaght a tumbling MXA, who had been spinning around the dance floor in a drunken state. As they collided she spilt her cocktail all down his shirt and trousers. Sighing at the stupid womans mistake, Niko headed to the kitchen area to clean himself up. Looking around for something to wipe away the bright blue mess, he spots a pan scrub and decides to give it a go. The kitchen looked empty so Niko removed his clothes to really get scrubbing at the stain, all of a sudden he hear's a crash in the store room. Leaving his clothes on the side and walking over in his tiny dark blue pants to check out the noise, he is greeted by a very drunk Pavi sat in a corner of the room, clutching a bottle of champers and just wearing The Ramos' shirt. Pavi: "Well hellooo there." Niko: "Oh gosh, sorry, I didn't know anyone was in here. Where's Sergio?" Pavi: "I'm not sure, he went to get some whipped cream, but I think he got dragged to the pool by Nando." Trying not to stare at Pavi's bare legs Niko wonder's what to do next in this situation. Pavi: "Why are you only wearing pants?" Feeling very self consious and wondering what Venice would say if she was to walk in on them now, Niko starts to rush out an explanation and beg Pavi not to tell anyone what she'd seen, getting all in a panic he starts to cry a little. Pavi starts to feel sorry for the poor guy and offers him a sympathetic hug, as she embrasses Niko into a bear hug, The Ramos enters the room again carrying whipped cream in one hand and a camera in the other. He see's Niko and an almost naked Pavi cuddling up and goes off in a jealous rage. As he's storming out of the kitchen he spots MXA walking into the ladies bathroom. Seeking revenge on Pavi he follows her in and puts the whip cream and camera to very good use........ Pavi (About Sarah) Nando, Teacher’s cane
Sarah and Cesc were dancing the night away and having a great time and Cesc decided to go to the bar to get a drink. Sarah said she needed to use the toilets so she left him at the bar. Without paying much attention she accidentally walked into the men’s toilet. She ran into Nando and felt embarrassed at her mistake. She turned to leave the bathroom but he stopped her with a hand on the door. When she turned around to tell him she had to get back to Cesc he kissed her. She was surprised but didn’t mind the kiss so she started kissing him back. He pulled away and said she should be punished for walking into the men’s toilet. She couldn’t believe what he was saying since she had always pictured Nando as a very shy and quite guy. He then told her to turn and face the mirror and she saw in the reflection that he was holding a teacher’s cane. Before she could say anything he started to use the cane on her bum and all she could was moan. All of a sudden Pavi walked into the toilets and upon seeing Nando and Sarah started to apologize. The Ramos walked up behind Pavi and saw Nando and Sarah together as well. Sarah quickly left the bathroom to get back to Cesc. As she was talking to Cesc she saw Nando walk by and he winked at her.
Lucy (About MG) The Ramos, A tub of banana body butter
So it's present opening time at my party and the cute Spanish waiters have clubbed together to buy me a special present since I invented them and everything. Rodrigo, the most handsome who looks a lot like Cesc Fabregas, presents me with a basket of luxury bath pampering lotions and creams. At first I'm thinking 'Really? Bath stuff? I get enough of this from kids at school' but when I see the glint in Rodrigo's eye, I see the real purpose of the gift and readily accept it. After opening all the prezzies, I leave them in the cloakroom before Rodrigo and I try and find somewhere to be alone whilst Nando is off having his half hour private time with Pavi. Meanwhile, The Ramos is looking for his wallet and important 'supplies' that lie within. He thinks he left it in his jacket. Off he wanders into the cloakroom and being quite large and strong, manages to knock over a lot of presents. He tries to pick everything up and notices a tub of banana body butter. 'Que?' he thinks. The Ramos likes bananas. He opens the tub with interest and eats some. At that moment, MG slips into the cloakroom, having seen him enter only a few minutes previously and horny for some Ramos love. She sees him tasting the body butter and exclaims that he is wasting the stuff and proceeds to demonstrate how it should be used by ripping open his shirt and applying it with expertise to his fine abs...
Aoife (About Laura) Dagger, A pair of armani boxer shorts
Laura stumbled into the men’s room by mistake. The karaoke had kicked off in the party and Aragones had started belting out the lyrics to Madonna’s “Like a Virgin”.
Standing there, clad only in a pair of Armani boxer shorts, was Daniel Agger. Laura looked at him confusedly, "What are you doing here? This is a party for the Spanish football team. You're Danish, Danny."
Danny looked embarrassed and shuffled, his hands covering his modesty. Laura couldn't take her eyes off his strong arms, covered in tattoos and slightly tanned.
"yes, but I heard from Nando and Pepe that it was a great party and that a cute chica from Merseyside was going to be at it. They said I should come since I’m over here for the match tomorrow. But the security guy wouldn't let me in since I'm not Spanish,” he took a deep breath, “So I went around the side of the building and climbed all the way up the trellis. I squeezed in here through this window -" He indicated a small window up above the row of sinks, from which was hanging a pair of black dress pants and a white shirt. "It was too small and my suit got caught on the hooks when I was climbing in. I lost my footing, slipped, fell and ripped my entire suit."
Laura looked at Danny, her mind working overtime.
"Well Danny, we can't have you standing in here in your skivvies. Come with me and I'll find you something to wear."
They slipped into the anteroom, which was full of comfy couches and had a spare suit hanging on the wall. It was The Ramos's spare. “He likes to mix it up halfway through the evening but he's had far too many shots with Iker to even remember it's here”, Laura explained.
"But Laura, I'm not ready to go to the party yet."
And with that, Danny slipped off those Armani boxers and looked up at Laura, a smirk on his freckled face.
"And I seem to have lost my underwear now too....could you come over here and help me please?"
...............
It was two hours before Laura returned to the party, a little flushed and a lot happier. Danny worked The Ramos's spare suit and kept thinking of the repeat performance he'd be giving Laura later that night in his hotel room.
MG (About Lucy) Stevie G, A bottle of whiskey?
Damn these shoes Lucy thought hobbling outside for a seat on the patio. Slipping them off she sighed at the relief. 'Are you ok?' a voice in the dark asked making her jump. 'Who's there?' Lucy shouted then smiled as Stevie, his forehead wrinkled in concern stepped out of the shadows. 'Its just my feet' she replied 'they're killing me!' 'May I?' he said kneeling in front of her and taking one in his hand. 'Sure' she sighed as he began to massage gently. 'Wow that feels really good!' Lucy whispered 'where did you learn such skills?' 'Oh my ex wife used to wear stupid hooker shoes all the time' Stevie shook his head, 'and she made me massage her bunions when she came home!' 'I have another little trick which might help actually' he grinned blushing slightly. 'Oh yes! you go for your life' Lucy croaked horsely as the sensation in her foot intensified. Reaching behind him Stevie picked up a bottle of whisky and taking a large mouthful lifted an astonished Lucys foot and put the toes into his mouth allowing the cold liquid to run between them numbing the pain and sending tingles up her legs! 'OMG' she groaned 'who taught you to do that?' 'Oh it was my friend Nando' Stevie replied 'actually hes far better at it than I am why don't you come home with me and I'll get him to show you!' Lucy was on her feet in an instant and heading off to get her coat. 'BTW she asked Stevie as they drove to his flat you never said who taught Nando the foot trick?' 'Im not sure' Stevie replied shrugging his shoulders 'I think it was some girl he met in a stationary cupboard once!!'
Beth (About Aoife) VV, A ruler
Once upon a time (i was stuck for an opening) at a stunning house/building a birthday party was being held for a girl called Lucy. She had invited all of her kickette friends and their other halves, although unfortunately one or two were absent so there were some spare ballers roaming around. One of these was a goalie by the name of VV, he was infamous for getting into fights about his position in (or rather out of)the SNT, therfore when he was released by his partner to attend this evenings prestigious bash, he felt slightly out of place and awkward. By the time the clock struck midnight (sorry for all of these fairy tale references my imagination is obviously packing up on me!)he was sitting at the bar downing shots, feeling quite sorry for himself as he was on his own whilst everyone was dancing to beyonce, or dirty dancing, or something similar. At this time, one of lucy's friends turned up late as she had had a prior commitment at a gig. Running in slightly flustered she grabbed a stool and ordered a number of shots, to make up for lost time, not realising that only VV was at the bar. Aoife didn't immediately recognise him, but definitely knew that he was hot. In the mad rush that there was to get to the party Aoife had put her jewellery on in the car, but whilst sitting at the bar she realised that she was missing an earring. She started emptying her bag over the bar surface looking for the earring. Because she was in such a rush to get there Aoife hadn't got around to clearing out her bag and so had alot of random items in there. Most of which, in her haste, she had managed to send flying. Eventually Aoife found the earring, put it in and set about clearing up the bar. As she was closing her handbag, a hand pushed a ruler along the bar towards her. Looking at the ruler Aoife realised it must have been something that she dropped out of her handbag. Trailing her eyes up the arm attached to the ruler, her eyes met those of one VV. Seeing the mischief in those eyes, a thought popped into Aoifes head. She grabbed VV's hand, the one without the ruler, downed her last shot, and with boyzone playing in the background she dragged him off to the cloakroom imagining the fun she could have with that ruler, and hoping no one would notice.
Laura (About MXA) David Silva, Cream cakes
Before they left the house MXA and Xabi had decided not too get too drunk because they wanted to be wide awake when they got home. But after drinking only a few sugary cocktails all night she was starting to get the shakes (ha what a lush) so on the pretence of getting some food from the buffet MXA sneaked off into the gardens with her hip flask and so she didn’t feel too guilty she grabbed some cream cakes on her way out. Once outside she found a nice secluded spot away from the debauchery in the pool. After a few minutes she hears a rustling and goes to investigate. She pushes her way through some shrubs only to find David Silva tied to a tree. ‘What the hell?’ says MXA shocked at the sight of him. ‘Thank god MXA, Gina tied me to this tree and I think she’s ran off with Villa and forgotten about me. I am starving!’ MXA shakes her head and walking over to him, shoves a rather large cream cake in his mouth. Some cream drops off and slides down his chest and MXA’s (very rarely dirty) mind goes into overdrive. She hurries back to the party quickly leaving poor David stranded and unable to shout for help with the cake in his tiny mouth. Grabbing Xabi away from the bar she tells him its time to go. Now where will I find some whipped cream and rope at this time of night she wonders.
VG (About Beth) Minty, A pink thong
Beth and I are chatting with a cute waiter, when all of a sudden we hear a loud thump coming from the pool area. We seem to be the only ones who heard it so we run to investigate. The pool area is dark and silent. I am about to turn the lights on when all of a sudden we hear a female voice screaming: These? You want me to put up with these? Which was quickly followed by a loud splash and sound of heels leaving the area. After the first shock (seeing it was Minty), we finally manage to get him out of the water. His hand is strangely formed into a fist and it's visible he's holding to something tightly. Bring some water, Beth says to me. Don't you think he had enough of it already, I reply. Water she says and her eyes convince me it's better to obey her. Beth in the mean time takes a box of tissues out of her Gucci bag and gently starts caressing his cheecks. He slowly opens his eyes and looks at her: why are you doing this? I thought you needed some help she replies while taking another tissue. They sit in silence for a moment. What are those, Beth asks pointing to a wet, creased peace of cloth lying close to them. Where did you get this, he asks panically looking at his now empty hand visibly blushing. She smiles and carreses his cheek again, this time without the tissue: Girlfriend didn't like them? She leans to give him a kiss.. No, they're mine actually he says with cheeks burning furiously. You mean, this am, well those errr these PINK thongs are actually yours!!??!!
Steph (About Venice) Xabi, A wooden spoon
Xabi has a type tonight and that type is Redheads Xabi came to Lucy’s party looking quite exquisite. He was on the arm of the gorgeous MXA who he loved very dearly. Well while at the party, Xabi decided to cut loose a little. He began drinking some and eventually got a little wild by removing his jacket, taking his tie off and rolling up his sleeves. He was having a killer time talking it up with Nando and even participating in the Macarena. After dancing he decided he was hungry and headed off to the buffet where he spotted another gorgeous redhead with a wooden spoon. He walks over to find out who it is, but she then soon disappears into the vast crowd of dancing Spaniards. He tries to make her out by following the red hair, but there being so many redheaded kickettes, he soon gives up. Xabi, being a little disappointed at not meeting her heads back to spend some time with MXA. He begins chatting it up with TOH, and even though he is happy to be reunited with the SNT captain again, he still feels that pit in his stomach that is longing for his new red headed Lolita. He sees his EPL rival Cesc from across the room with a redhead and gets his hopes up, he sneaks away from MXA hoping that it is the one he longs for, but when he gets there, she is a beautiful red head in a silky green dress, but alas, it is not the one of whom he seeks. Being disappointed and feeling bad for lusting after another woman with MXA there, Xabi decides to call it a night and heads back to the cloak room to grab his jacket. He puts his coat back on proper and heads out with his head down. He goes back to the dining room to see if he can spot his new crush, but again is disappointed. He is finally convinced that she just doesn’t exist and heads for the door. He is just about ready to get into his car (which is spotless clean for some reason??? ;)) when he hears a voice calling after him. He turns around and sees the gorgeous girl who had the wooden spoon and can’t help but smile. She runs up to him and hands him his tie. “here Xabi, don’t forget this.” She says Xabi is totally enamored and just stares at her, his eyes as wide as his mouth. The girl not knowing what was wrong with him, then goes to put the tie around his neck and as she reaches around, Xabi pulls her in and kisses her. It was the best kiss of Xabis life, but the girl seems a little uncomfortable and pulls herself away. “what are you doing?” she asks Xabi, never experiencing rejection before manages to stumble out “I saw you with the wooden spoon and just thought you were gorgeous. I, I , I just couldn’t help myself.” The girl looks at him with a piteous smile and responds, “well I’m here with Niko, and I don’t think he would be very happy if he caught me kissing some other guy, I’m sorry , but I have to go back inside.” The girl then turns away and as she starts walking Xabi stops her “Can I at least know your name?” “Venice” says the girl and then proceeds to walk back inside
Sarah (About Gina) Cesc, Sleeping bag
It was quite late, but the party was still in full swing. Sarah had abandoned Cesc on the dance floor in favor of the free whiskey shots at the bar, and he was trying desperately not to be too heartbroken. [Author’s note: Impossible, I know! I’m so irresistible…just ask Nando. ] But he was doing a pretty good job of distracting himself by dancing crazily with Lucy to the weird catchy foreign song. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he sees Gina stumble to the stairwell and start to climb the twisting steps. She looks a bit inebriated by this point in the night, and being the nice guy he is, he starts to worry that she might fall and hurt herself. He rushes to the bottom of the stairs, but before he could start to climb, he sees her shooting back down, sliding on a sleeping bag that she found in the cloakroom! (I guess someone had brought it to the party hoping to get lucky with their date—or someone else’s—by the end of the night.) She knocks him over, and in the ensuing tangle finds herself lying on top of him, with the sleeping bag under them both. She stares deep into his eyes, then gives him a little wink and whispers,“Why don’t we see if we can find a better use for this sleeping bag?”Cesc cracks a smile, and being the gentleman that he is, helps her to her feet. However, as soon as they’re both up, he snatches the sleeping bag from the ground and dashes up the stairs, yelling “My turn, my turn!” Gina rolls her eyes, and walks away, trying to remember where she tied up David Silva.
Venice (About Steph) Villa, A feather duster
Even though his friends tried to pay attention to him as much as possible, David Villa couldn't help but feel left out a little after seeing his teammates and their dates getting jiggy with it on the dancefloor, drinking and having fun. He cursed the damn muscle injury under his breath. Even though he could move, it still hurt him and as the doctors said there was a slim chance of him making an appearance in the final match vs Germany, he didn't want to do anything to strain that muscle even more.So there he was, on the sofa in the gallery, watching his friends having the time of their lives, clutching his drink and feeling lonely. He's had a few too many already and was getting sleepy. His head was heavy and he leaned back, closing his eyes.He thought he was dreaming when he felt soft fabric covering his eyelids, wraping around his head. He tried to open his eyes, but couldn't see anything really. "What's going on?" he wondered and tried to complain, but curiosity kicked in and he decided to wait and see what will happen. He felt a light touch sliding across the back of his neck behind his ears, brushing against his shoulders. It was light enough not to irritate or tickle him, but still enough to give him goosebumps."Who's that?" he asked, letting out a small gasp before that.No reply. He leaned back more, hoping that the gentle caress wouldn't stop. He shuddered but not in a bad way when he felt a small hand unbuttoning his shirt. He gave in without resistance. "Who are you?" he asked again with a smile on his lips."You can call me Ms TOH." he heard a female voice whispering. "OOh this is exciting", he thought. He felt the same delicate touch all down his chest and stomach. He was shivering now, felt hot and cold at the same time. He sensed some movement south of the bellybutton. His hot Spanish blood begin to boil and he couldn't take this any more. He tried to grab the hand that was teasing him, but he got hold of something thin and furry. Not knowing what was going on, Villa stripped his blindfold and to his surprise found out he was holding a feather duster. He turned around swiftly but all he saw was a female figure vanishing into the dark. He got up and tried to follow her, but he couldn't see past the crowd. Feeling bittersweet, he sat back on the couch and skimmed his eyes through the crowd of his friends and their dates. He caught the intense look of a girl next to the god himself. When she caught his eyes, she raised an eyebrow, smiled and turned back to Raul. David Villa smiled and poured himself another drink.
Pavi (About Sarah) Nando, teacher's cane.
Sarah and Cesc were dancing the night away and having a great time and Cesc decided to go to the bar to get a drink. Sarah said she needed to use the toilets so she left him at the bar. Without paying much attention she accidentally walked into the men’s toilet. She ran into Nando and felt embarrassed at her mistake. She turned to leave the bathroom but he stopped her with a hand on the door. When she turned around to tell him she had to get back to Cesc he kissed her. She was surprised but didn’t mind the kiss so she started kissing him back. He pulled away and said she should be punished for walking into the men’s toilet. She couldn’t believe what he was saying since she had always pictured Nando as a very shy and quite guy. He then told her to turn and face the mirror and she saw in the reflection that he was holding a teacher’s cane. Before she could say anything he started to use the cane on her bum and all she could was moan.
All of a sudden Pavi walked into the toilets and upon seeing Nando and Sarah started to apologize. The Ramos walked up behind Pavi and saw Nando and Sarah together as well. Sarah quickly left the bathroom to get back to Cesc. As she was talking to Cesc she saw Nando walk by and he winked at her.
MG's Scenario game results Part 2
Right guys i wasn't here for this one so you'll have to help me out with the scenario, person, object.. I've taken a few guesses
Mg Stationary Cupboard, Nando, Stethoscope
Ok girls this is possibly my only encounter with Nando so ive made the most of it and added a little romance! Rushing into the stationary cupboard I grab some prescription pads and turn to leave just as the door slams behind me! Damn I think but someone will be along to let me out shortly! As if on cue the door opens again and I make out the tall figure of a man in the half light 'Mind the door' I shout and rush to grab it but we both miss and I find myself trapped in a 6ft square room, in the dark with a stranger. Having intoduced himself as the locum, Dr Torres comments on how hot the cupboard is - do you mind if I take my clothes off he asks? 'Not at all' I reply 'its dark and I can't see!' Theres a rustle and the sound of a zipper being lowered before silence returns and I know hes down to his boxers. Strangely this excites me and I move slightly closer til our legs are touching. Wow they feel good, all smooth and muscley. Curiousity gets the better of me and I reach out to touch it. He moans which is too much to bear and before I know it we're kissing like hes trying to breath new life into me! My clothes are gone and in seconds im laid on a pile of incontinance pads being banged til I can see stars! Suddenly I feel a strange coldness!! 'Dr Torres' I reprimand him 'has no one ever told you to warm your stethoscope before you put it there!!!!' Several hours later the cleaner opens the door to find us in a sweaty, exhausted pile on the floor. As my eyes become accustemed to the light I look across at Dr Torres and with a sharp intake of breath squeck: 'You never said you had freckles!!!' 'No' he replied looking at my inner thigh 'and you never said you were a Manc!!!!'
Lucy Cave, VV, Sleeping bag
One summer the SBAers all decide (for some reason) to go camping in France. MG is busy helping people with their tents and getting some baked beans going on the campfire (getting all Beaver leader on us), Laura has got the marshmallows out and is looking around for Cesc Fabregas and a six inch heel, whilst others sit around wondering why we're in France and not Spain. I am tired and head for an early night, in my own luxury tent wrapped up in the most comfortable sleeping bag ever. Suffice to say the great outdoors and I do not get along. As the night draws on, the chatter lessens and by 2 o'clock in the morning, everyone's asleep. The next thing I know, I am woken up by buzzing inside my tent. Scared of wasps and anything that buzzes, and still in my sleeping bag, I jump out of the tent and hop about, trying not to wake the others. The buzzy thing flies straight at me and I hop/run away in the opposite direction like a mad person. I end up lost on a calm beach (yes our campsite is next to a beach). It's early morning, no one is around, and I'm scared and crying. I call for MG and the others but there's no reply. I wander aimlessly along the beach before finding a cave to sleep in for the night. Still in the sleeping bag. I am vaguely aware of being moved. I am suddenly wide awake and just about to let out a scream when I realise I'm being carried by Victor Valdes! What on earth is he doing in a cave in France? I ask him, and he says that in his spare time, which he has plenty of these days since he wasn't even included in the national team, and he's not even sure if he should stay at Barcelona because of everyone else wanting to leave, and he's not sure whether he should continue to shave his head or grow it back and I say grow it back etc, he likes to stay in a beach hut on the French coast so he can paint landscapes and write stories (lol). He says he heard someone crying in the night and has been out looking for hours. To cut it short, we do fall in love. We all know what being a hero does for your sex appeal!
Gina Field of poppies, Villa, Handcuffs
Right, here goes mine:Ok, so I’m walking through a field of poppies with Villa, and it’s all going quite well. We’re laughing and joking and just generally having a lot of fun, until my hay fever starts flaring up. My eyes are itching like mad and I’m sneezing all over the place and all dear David can do is laugh. After a while, I can’t take anymore so we stop under a tree to have a rest and a drink of water, and no matter how sternly I glare at him he won’t stop laughing. Well, clearly I’m not going to stand for that!! My back is pressed against the tree as I smile at him sweetly and beckon him over. He leans in and his lips are inches from mine. His eyes are closed and he’s completely oblivious as I slide out from the gap between him and the tree and grab his hands, cuffing him to the tree trunk. He gasps and his eyes shoot open as I straighten up.“Who’s laughing now?” I say as I watch him struggle to free himself. He fixes me with one of his moody glares and mumbles something under his breath in Spanish. Even though I’m perfectly aware he’s probably swearing at me, it sounds quite romantic and for a second, I almost decide that I should uncuff him. However, as I sneeze again, the smile is back on his face and I scowl at him, tying the key to his fingers and leave him in the poppy field.It’s quite a lot later that evening and I’m already in bed when I hear a door slam downstairs. I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep as David storms up the stairs, throwing a bunch of poppies in my general direction and sliding into bed next to me. He doesn’t say a word, just kisses me on the cheek and turns his back. Sleep is slowly taking over me when I hear the unmistakable click of the cuffs. I try to sit up, but there’s something holding me back. The bastard’s only gone and cuffed me to the bed!! I give him a rough shove with my free hand and he turns around, his eyes filled with mischief as he leans closer to me. “I always get the last laugh.”
Stephanie Food fest, Luis Garcia, A panscrub.
I am with my group of friends watching tv when we see an add for food fest. Being bored and hungry and having nothing else to do we decide it might be fun to head down there and see what sorts of fun we can have. We arrive and find all of the food to be terrible and not to our liking so we head to a Spanish restaurant just down the street. Everyone orders up. We get the food and it is absolutely delicious. Just then, all of my friends decide to dine and dash, and me having morals decides I can’t, but I only have enough money to cover my food. Because of this I am stuck washing dishes with a pan scrub to cover the rest of the debt. I absolutely hate dishes and so I ask to speak to the owner and see if there is any other way I can resolve this. The manager then goes and obtains the owner who is none other than Spanish mega-hunk baller, Luis Garcia. I start to panic a little and finally I manage to stutter out “I don’t like doing dishes.” He just sort of looks at me and asks me to fill him in on the situation because he is not fully aware of what is going on. After telling him the story, I argue that I covered the cost of my meal and therefore I shouldn’t be punished for the wrong doings of my friends and that I just absolutely hate dishes with a passion. He thinks for a minute and then tells me there is one other solution to this problem….. I promptly agree seeing as that would be so much more fun than having to wash the dishes. We then head back to El Casa de Garcia where we have a lot of fun together. I wake up the next morning and do the walk of shame back to my friends where they ask me what happened. In response I just smile and say “I love doing dishes.”
RG
Awaiting confirmation
Pepe's speech
Fernando9Torres on Rawk did a bit of translation of the intros. He is spanish so its a bit disjointed and i've added a couple of bits so it makes more sense-
-With the number 1, the man without hand, who made possible our dream ...Iker Casillas
-With number 2, the longest sausage in the world...Raul Albiol (!!!)
-With number 3, the authentic an genuine Fernando Navarro
-With number 4, the kaiser of the area, the boss in the defense line, Marchena
-With number 5, Tarzan, the man who only eat pineapple. Carles Puyol
-With number 6, the man who never see the light of sun. Andres iniesta
-With number 7, The Spain's seven, the euro 2008 "pichichi" (top goal scorer), with more cojones (balls) that anybody... el "guaje" villa (guaje is like the kid in austurian)
-With number 8, the humphrey bogart of spanish football, Xavi Hernandez
-With number 9, the kid, oh my kid,...Fernando Torres (my kid, aww)
-With number 10, the guy most "empanado"= dimmed (naïve?) of the world, he doesn't know anything about things. ...Cesc fabregas.
(cesc seems to find this funny and i always thought of him as being quite sweet and naive)
-With number 11. "Garrincha", Joan Capdevilla
-With number 12, the number of the supporters. He is small, very very small...Cazorla.
-With number 13, ay the 13, the person who stole me 500 euros in penalties bets. Andres Palop
-With number 14, The cruyff's son....Xabi Alonso (Johan Cruyff, famous dutch player with great ball skills)
-With number 15, Sergio Ramos who has this number in memoriam of Antonio Puerta who is in heaven.
-With number 16, Falete Sergio garcia (falete is a very fat spanish singer)
-With number 17, who hells is the number 17, oh yes, the autentic "gitano" (gypsy) ...Rodolfo Chikilicuatre Güiza (Guy who did the awful spanish euro entry who Guiza kinda does look like).
-With number 18, the second guy most "empanado- dimmed" of the world , he doesn't know anything about things too...Arbeloa (ditto on always thinking Arby was a bit dim)
-With number 19, the team samba, the spanish samba...Marcos Senna. (He was born in Brazil).
-With number 20, the biggest...Juanito.
-With number 21, he is very very small, only 150 cm. Silva
-With number 22. Diego Armando Maradona , what a class, what a crack...De la red
-And with the number 23 Your humble servant, who has been your speaker for introduce this huge team Pepe.....Reina
That makes it even more enjoyable to watch for me! I love how the players catch on quick to join in with the surnames.
Side note- Another RAWKite Redrod wrote
'Heard Torres saying once that the whole squad would end up in Reina's hotel room during the euros. I can see why. Also read that Pepe was one of the key reasons why there was unity and good vibes in the squad. Top goalie and top top man.'
I <3 Pepe
Tuesday, 1 July 2008
MG's Scenario game results Part 1
Gina Footballers wedding, Xabi, Salad tongs
I really don't have a clue where the salad tongs come into the football wedding of
the year :S This is bound to be rubbish...
Maybe I can use them as a starting point for the conversation lol. 'Hey, salad tongs
were my wedding present to them, think of your own please.'
Oooh no, I've got it. This is the part where I'm glad I watch Friends! I could offer
to give him a full body massage, but seeing as MXA has banned me from touching his knees, I use the salad tongs instead LOL!!! Sorry MXA, but I'll be getting very hands on for the rest of him ;)
Venice Salon, VV, Sleeping bag
Victor Valdes is insanely jealous of Íker and his incredible performances. Why do his
look so pale in comparison? what does this guy have that I dont? how does he do it?
He's read about about Íker's bright orange kit and how it supposedly scares off the
strikers. That's it! he goes. Scare is the word!
"I want one of those", he goes to the manager. "Lol, dude are you stupid? You think the bright orange kit will make you Saint Íker? I have better ways to spend my money, like burning it", the manager laughs it off.
But Victor is plagued by this idea of manning up. OMG what do I do? How do I become, grrrr, scary? I look like the underage gardener from Desperate Housewives.
Ribery is super scary but argh that scar is too much.
Agger tattoos are fearsome, but Victor can't handle much pain.
I got it, he screams! I'll shave my head.
He struts in my salon and says, off with it!!! in an authoritative way. The head, I ask?
Um no dude the hair, he replies rolling his eyes.
Is it OK? I ask after I'm done.
Is it scary? he goes.
Ooooh it's Super Scary!!! I wink and Victor's super pleased.
The business is slow and I doze off by the end of the day, only to be awaken by the
hysterical banging on the door of my now closed salon. I open up and see VV in tears,
panting. Help me please, he goes. What's wrong I ask.
I was just about to enter my house buy my WAG saw me through the window and thought I was an escaped convict and started yelling she'll call the police and sent them super scary dobermans after me. I barely escaped. What if my friends react the same? I thought I should come here since you were the only one who knew of my new hair. Can I crash here tonight?
Hm, I think to myself. This might not be such a bad idea after all. He is so super scary
now he can watch over my salon.
Sure. Here's a sleeping bag, the floor's very comfy.
I even tuck him in.
Pity sex? he asks his eyes as wide as saucers.
Lol dude, not when I got Íker upstairs.
I chuckle quietly as I leave the salon accompanied by a horrified NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo...!!!
MG Ghost train, Minty, Black felt tip
Ahhhh! so Minty and I are on the ghost train its very dark and scary so obviously I have to sit on his knee and bury my face in his (very tanned) chest!
EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKK! a werewolf!!! Oh no sorry its just Villa in another carriage! Panic over!
Blimey im so hot on here I can feel my clothes just sliding off and Mintys obviously
feeling it too - his white shirt and trousers are so wet theyve gone see through!
Damn these tiny carriages theres so little room and im sitting on the steering knob -
oh no perhaps im not!!!!
Finished already damn I think I need another ride!
and I wonder who wrote 'Moonie was ere' in black felt tip all over poor Minty???
Pavi Ghost train, David V, Black silk hot pants
I'm on the ghost ride with Villa and it's scary so I'm sitting very close to him.
I look over and see Moonie and Minty getting hot and heavy so I start kissing Villa.
I climb onto his lap and we start making out and it’s very intense.
I see the light at the end of the tunnel so I go to get off Villa and I realize my pants
are off and I’m wearing only my black silk hotpants.
It's not very sexual and a bit lame but at least I tried.
MXA Salon, The Ramos, Scouring brush
Ok, so The Ramos struts into MXA's salon asking for his usual wash and blow dry. As he's led to the basin and laid back ready to have those long lock's de-greased I noticed he has scratches along his neckline. Not wanting to intrude and knowing of his sexual antic's I ignore the marks and get to scrubbing his head.
Once he has clean and fresh smelling hair, as apossed to the sweat and skank smell that was leaking from his roots, I take him over to the mirror ready to dry him. As he sit's down and his short's rise I noticed more scratches on his knees. Now I have to ask what his been up to. So The Ramos lets out a deep sigh and tells me his story.
The Ramos: "Well you see, it's all Nando's fault!! he moved away to Engerrrland and left me with no play mates. So I've been throwing myself into the world of women. Luckily the can't get enough of the stupd muffin that I am, but it can get tiring ya know?! Anyway the kid can't get enough of my wild stories, he get's so excited hearing of my new conquest. But now we're here and I;m so busy with training and trying to avoid Luis touching me up, I havn't had thetime or the energy to pick up women. Soo, I used a scouring brush to make it look like I'd had a wild session last night and so El Freckle will still look up to me and think I'm a sex god!!
Poor Mr Sergio, such a hard life being one so hot. As I finish his blow dry and offer him a quick boob grab to cheer him up he slips the tea girl his number and leave the shop with a flick of his new shiny hair and a quick finger gun in the mirror.
Laura Beach bbq, Cesc and Alex's hooker shoes
Ok.. sorry if this is horrendous
Right so im at a beach BBQ and its on Caldy beach which is where all the local ballers live so its no surprise to see a few here too. Any I fancy? Oo yeah stevie is here!.. but alex is here too darn. Well I’ll just mingle then, its getting darker and after a few beers everyone will look fab anyway!
Time for marshmallows! But ive got nothing to hold them over the fire with :S I look around for something. ‘Let me’ says an accented voice who takes my marshmallow and spears it on the 6 inch heel of a shoe and holds it over the fire. Its Cesc Fabregas, typical off my luck! Where are all the hot Merseyside Spaniards? We chat anyhow and he is quite sweet and I must be pretty wasted by now because im having an urge to lick the bits of marshmallow on his cheek.. SO I DO (Im being adventurous SBAers). He responds rather too positively and I have to tell him to cool it because he is nowhere near the top of my SBA finest 5!
‘Oh sorry’ he says looking aghast and when I propose a bit of heavy petting in exchange for Iker’s phone number and a good reference he quickly accepts! Young men, so easy! I can’t wait to make a date with a real Spanish man ;)
VG
Iker and I decided to see a movie as sort of belated birthday , it's been so long since we went out like this, lets just say we were, well, busy celebrating otherwise. ;o) I let him pick the movie and so as always when men picking the movie, I got bored. He on the other hand was filling his mouth with popcorn and had eyes only for the movie. Not used to being neglected, my hand accidentally landed on his knee but Iker was again too busy to notice.
Being a bit annoyed, my hand slowly made its way upwards. Unbuttoning his trousers, he began to pay me a bit more attention and suddenly we found ourselves quite comfortable on the back seats. Luckily the movie was loud and we were the only one in the back row so we could really seize the moment. We were slowly getting towards our khm, lets just call it happy time as we suddenly heard wolf wistles coming from the audio/video room above us. We were really embarassed so we got dressed as quick as possible and head home.
A week later he received a packet via post. I found him laughing by the door with nice
black armani undies in one hand and »we believe this is yours, best wishes« note in the other.
I really don't have a clue where the salad tongs come into the football wedding of
the year :S This is bound to be rubbish...
Maybe I can use them as a starting point for the conversation lol. 'Hey, salad tongs
were my wedding present to them, think of your own please.'
Oooh no, I've got it. This is the part where I'm glad I watch Friends! I could offer
to give him a full body massage, but seeing as MXA has banned me from touching his knees, I use the salad tongs instead LOL!!! Sorry MXA, but I'll be getting very hands on for the rest of him ;)
Venice Salon, VV, Sleeping bag
Victor Valdes is insanely jealous of Íker and his incredible performances. Why do his
look so pale in comparison? what does this guy have that I dont? how does he do it?
He's read about about Íker's bright orange kit and how it supposedly scares off the
strikers. That's it! he goes. Scare is the word!
"I want one of those", he goes to the manager. "Lol, dude are you stupid? You think the bright orange kit will make you Saint Íker? I have better ways to spend my money, like burning it", the manager laughs it off.
But Victor is plagued by this idea of manning up. OMG what do I do? How do I become, grrrr, scary? I look like the underage gardener from Desperate Housewives.
Ribery is super scary but argh that scar is too much.
Agger tattoos are fearsome, but Victor can't handle much pain.
I got it, he screams! I'll shave my head.
He struts in my salon and says, off with it!!! in an authoritative way. The head, I ask?
Um no dude the hair, he replies rolling his eyes.
Is it OK? I ask after I'm done.
Is it scary? he goes.
Ooooh it's Super Scary!!! I wink and Victor's super pleased.
The business is slow and I doze off by the end of the day, only to be awaken by the
hysterical banging on the door of my now closed salon. I open up and see VV in tears,
panting. Help me please, he goes. What's wrong I ask.
I was just about to enter my house buy my WAG saw me through the window and thought I was an escaped convict and started yelling she'll call the police and sent them super scary dobermans after me. I barely escaped. What if my friends react the same? I thought I should come here since you were the only one who knew of my new hair. Can I crash here tonight?
Hm, I think to myself. This might not be such a bad idea after all. He is so super scary
now he can watch over my salon.
Sure. Here's a sleeping bag, the floor's very comfy.
I even tuck him in.
Pity sex? he asks his eyes as wide as saucers.
Lol dude, not when I got Íker upstairs.
I chuckle quietly as I leave the salon accompanied by a horrified NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo...!!!
MG Ghost train, Minty, Black felt tip
Ahhhh! so Minty and I are on the ghost train its very dark and scary so obviously I have to sit on his knee and bury my face in his (very tanned) chest!
EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKK! a werewolf!!! Oh no sorry its just Villa in another carriage! Panic over!
Blimey im so hot on here I can feel my clothes just sliding off and Mintys obviously
feeling it too - his white shirt and trousers are so wet theyve gone see through!
Damn these tiny carriages theres so little room and im sitting on the steering knob -
oh no perhaps im not!!!!
Finished already damn I think I need another ride!
and I wonder who wrote 'Moonie was ere' in black felt tip all over poor Minty???
Pavi Ghost train, David V, Black silk hot pants
I'm on the ghost ride with Villa and it's scary so I'm sitting very close to him.
I look over and see Moonie and Minty getting hot and heavy so I start kissing Villa.
I climb onto his lap and we start making out and it’s very intense.
I see the light at the end of the tunnel so I go to get off Villa and I realize my pants
are off and I’m wearing only my black silk hotpants.
It's not very sexual and a bit lame but at least I tried.
MXA Salon, The Ramos, Scouring brush
Ok, so The Ramos struts into MXA's salon asking for his usual wash and blow dry. As he's led to the basin and laid back ready to have those long lock's de-greased I noticed he has scratches along his neckline. Not wanting to intrude and knowing of his sexual antic's I ignore the marks and get to scrubbing his head.
Once he has clean and fresh smelling hair, as apossed to the sweat and skank smell that was leaking from his roots, I take him over to the mirror ready to dry him. As he sit's down and his short's rise I noticed more scratches on his knees. Now I have to ask what his been up to. So The Ramos lets out a deep sigh and tells me his story.
The Ramos: "Well you see, it's all Nando's fault!! he moved away to Engerrrland and left me with no play mates. So I've been throwing myself into the world of women. Luckily the can't get enough of the stupd muffin that I am, but it can get tiring ya know?! Anyway the kid can't get enough of my wild stories, he get's so excited hearing of my new conquest. But now we're here and I;m so busy with training and trying to avoid Luis touching me up, I havn't had thetime or the energy to pick up women. Soo, I used a scouring brush to make it look like I'd had a wild session last night and so El Freckle will still look up to me and think I'm a sex god!!
Poor Mr Sergio, such a hard life being one so hot. As I finish his blow dry and offer him a quick boob grab to cheer him up he slips the tea girl his number and leave the shop with a flick of his new shiny hair and a quick finger gun in the mirror.
Laura Beach bbq, Cesc and Alex's hooker shoes
Ok.. sorry if this is horrendous
Right so im at a beach BBQ and its on Caldy beach which is where all the local ballers live so its no surprise to see a few here too. Any I fancy? Oo yeah stevie is here!.. but alex is here too darn. Well I’ll just mingle then, its getting darker and after a few beers everyone will look fab anyway!
Time for marshmallows! But ive got nothing to hold them over the fire with :S I look around for something. ‘Let me’ says an accented voice who takes my marshmallow and spears it on the 6 inch heel of a shoe and holds it over the fire. Its Cesc Fabregas, typical off my luck! Where are all the hot Merseyside Spaniards? We chat anyhow and he is quite sweet and I must be pretty wasted by now because im having an urge to lick the bits of marshmallow on his cheek.. SO I DO (Im being adventurous SBAers). He responds rather too positively and I have to tell him to cool it because he is nowhere near the top of my SBA finest 5!
‘Oh sorry’ he says looking aghast and when I propose a bit of heavy petting in exchange for Iker’s phone number and a good reference he quickly accepts! Young men, so easy! I can’t wait to make a date with a real Spanish man ;)
VG
Iker and I decided to see a movie as sort of belated birthday , it's been so long since we went out like this, lets just say we were, well, busy celebrating otherwise. ;o) I let him pick the movie and so as always when men picking the movie, I got bored. He on the other hand was filling his mouth with popcorn and had eyes only for the movie. Not used to being neglected, my hand accidentally landed on his knee but Iker was again too busy to notice.
Being a bit annoyed, my hand slowly made its way upwards. Unbuttoning his trousers, he began to pay me a bit more attention and suddenly we found ourselves quite comfortable on the back seats. Luckily the movie was loud and we were the only one in the back row so we could really seize the moment. We were slowly getting towards our khm, lets just call it happy time as we suddenly heard wolf wistles coming from the audio/video room above us. We were really embarassed so we got dressed as quick as possible and head home.
A week later he received a packet via post. I found him laughing by the door with nice
black armani undies in one hand and »we believe this is yours, best wishes« note in the other.
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