Icesave Veterans Association

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amistupid wrote: »

Often get the OH's small mixed up with the pillow cases. How I laugh seeing her try to put them on nine times out of ten she falls over.

reminds me of............

amistupid

st wrote: »

be careful ami the neighbour will be after you:eek:

If he's wearing these?



Never knock what you haven't tried? :rotfl:

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probably very comfortable

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amistupid

OH's lovely really but I do rib her. This years Valentine

Ode to love

Part one

As life goes by, it changes,
it’s very plain to see.
Not always for the better,
just take a look at me!
Athletic days are over,
my waistline clearly shows.
Only thing that runs now,
My ever-growing nose.
The only thing that’s thinner,
the hair upon me head.
No more need for clippers,
just vacuum it instead.
My sex drive has diminished
and getting worse I fear.
Often need a jump-start,
get stuck in second gear.
Pillow talk’s now different,
not sexual fantasy.
More about the garden,
or what we’ll have for tea.

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ami you are correct looking at the numbner of views on the iva post but consider that the contributors are the hardcore 3-5 and that is it.
question how can we get back all the orginal nilrems icesavers -have we gone too "Daily Sport" I wonder???

we need to do something to keep the forum going and have our reunion .

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amistupid wrote: »

Oh's lovely really but I do rib her. This years Valentine

Part one

As life goes by, it changes,
it’s very plain to see.
Not always for the better,
just take a look at me!
Athletic days are over,
my waistline clearly shows.
Only thing that runs now,
My ever-growing nose.
The only thing that’s thinner,
the hair upon me head.
No more need for clippers,
just vacuum it instead.
My sex drive has diminished
and getting worse I fear.
Often need a jump-start,
get stuck in second gear.
Pillow talk’s now different,
not sexual fantasy.
More about the garden,
or what we’ll have for tea.[/quote

and part 2 starts
but tea will have to wait my dear I have taken the little blue pill:rotfl:

amistupid

Ode of love

Part Two

Our bed is getting colder,
my circulation’s poor.
Only time the earth moves,
is when I start to snore.
Love whispers from the bedroom,
once moans and groans of glee.
Now moans and groans restricted,
to going for a pee.
Lust once, electrifying,
sent sparks across the sheet.
Now it’s just the static,
from hard skin on me feet.
My memory’s quickly fading,
libido’s rather poor.
Find a “Morning Glory”,
forgotten what it is for.
Fetched bodies close to boiling,
lovemaking, used to do.
Now just hot and steamy,
when you fetch up a brew.
Between the sheets, at weekends,
exploring was such fun.
Now all I ever search for,
the sport page of the Sun.

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amistupid wrote: »

Ode of love

Part Two

Our bed is getting colder,
my circulation’s poor.
Only time the earth moves,
is when I start to snore.
Love whispers from the bedroom,
once moans and groans of glee.
Now moans and groans restricted,
to going for a pee.
Lust once, electrifying,
sent sparks across the sheet.
Now it’s just the static,
from hard skin on me feet.
My memory’s quickly fading,
libido’s rather poor.
Find a “Morning Glory”,
forgotten what it is for.
Fetched bodies close to boiling,
lovemaking, used to do.
Now just hot and steamy,
when you fetch up a brew.
Between the sheets, at weekends,
exploring was such fun.
Now all I ever search for,
the sport page of the Sun.

:T :T :T excellent oh old age

amistupid

Ode to love

Part three

It used to last for hours,
Performing without fault.
Now our hips have seized up,
we’ve grinded to a halt.
A slow one to soft music,
it never seemed to fail.
Now it’s just a quickie,
whilst watching Emmerdale.
Once dribbled wine upon you,
and licked off melted chocs.
Now the only foreplay,
is taking off me socks.
The food of love’s essential,
in bed, it set’s the scene.
Not a mug of Horlicks,
and soggy custard cream.
Some days we did it four times,
and each of them would last.
Now it’s just biannual,
and over very fast.
Sex heightened all our senses,
a tingling it would bring.
Now deaf and partially sighted,
we hardly feel a thing.