Voy Por Ustedes

So this is a bit rude and I advise those easily offended to move along, and to relax a bit too. Anyway..so a friend of mine, let’s call him Peter, no Walter, he was alone last night and stuck for something to do, nothing on telly and so on, so like any normal chap he took the decision to have a wank. Why not, that’s what I always say, or rather, that’s what Walter always says.

Now then, it seems Walter had his iTunes playing in the background and within a short time had settled into a decent enough rhythm. Well now, after a thoroughly delicious and filthy series of thoughts involving Felicity Kendall and her muddy wellies had taken effect, his rhythm had reached a fair clip and tissue at the ready, he prepared to receive his dishonourable discharge. At this point “Run to the Hills” by Iron Maiden kicked in rather loudly and the drum solo caused a frantic surge of self aggression that almost caused some irreparable damage.