Happened to be in the Edinboro recently, so thought I’d try this steamworks , the place where a million and one people keep on asking what’s it like on this day that day , this time , that time , can someone please hold my hand and take me in as I’m incapable of doing anything, etc etc etc
Anyway , I digress.
Basically , a word of warning.
I read about cnts harping on about the dark room , saying , oooooo, it’s great , it’s all touchy feels and you don’t know who’s doing what to you.
Yeah , great So you’d think.
I thought I’d pop my head in and just see ( very little ) what goes down in such a dark hole of a place.
Like I said , can’t see a thing , the postage stamp towel I was given to cover myself wasn’t really fit for purpose , so it became loose and slipped off onto the ground I fumbled about and picked it up and left the room as the concept of some absolute stranger attempting to get his gums around my John Thomas ( or anywhere else ) just isn’t for me.
Anyway , once I left and went into the daylit cafe area, i subsequently noticed suspicious brown stains all over my towel.
Yes, you guessed it.
Shit ! So basically , in a nutshell , be wary entering these dark places as there is probably shit and spunk everywhere , you will be sitting in it , lying in it and touching it.
Suffice to say, I ran straight to shower , scrubbed myself clean in the lukewarm water I may add and got myself the fk out of there.
Ran all the way home and doused myself in 100% pure Dettol and TCP.
So, who’s going to Steamworks then!!! I hear you all cry. Not. lol
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