I got caught by the fuzz when looking after John the Weed's cannabis farm. The judge didn't seem to like chavs, so I got a year, actually six months after deductions.
When I got out one of my first thoughts was to reacquaint myself with those delights I'd missed out on for those six months.
Lots of guys were keen to be with me and I decided that to make things special for them, I would pretend they were the first guy I'd had for six months.
That sure put some pep in their pecker.
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