
A gang of us were gathered under an old oak tree,about 16 in total.
I said in another year or two our mikeys would get big an hard. This was passed around the group over and over when i heard one voice say
"Mine is big and hard now"
I shouted back "Fuck off Father Murpy, you shouldn't be here"
Later on i was explaining how to put it inside her when Alan Kelly started crying and mumbling.
"I don't like Cider"