It takes a certain kind of chap to initiate bloke to bloke contact via the doors of teak.

Now that the barbarity of the Ong Nut Beer Garden seems to be a thing of the past, it seems that a meeting between chaps is ok if it takes place in Brighton or Hove.

I really can't pull my penis hard enough or fast enough to express my sheer fucking delight over the fact that one of two fat mates i have, made it into print.

Is it ok to retire basking in the glory and quids of a mate?