Review Aah Spa Mamasan 🤦♂️
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Look. It's actually good for you.
I went to a product launch recently by a good supplier. They sell top end products, drive flash cars, dress well, so I thought the evening would be great.
It was actually a shite evening, mostly populated by schmancy hipster types and skinny giggly Pretty Young Things in oversized jerseys, Doc Martens and no boobs.
But. Small comforts: there was wine and beer available.
I tried the wine first. It was so sweet I almost choked. It reminded me of.... could it be...? Yes!! Cask Chassuer! The old Goon Bladder!
I left the glass by a fake wilted potplant and tried the beer.
Hmmm. A watery imitation of some vile lager. No wonder the fake pot plant was wilted, someone had probably tipped their beer into it.
It tasted like a sexual health clinics rubbish bin.
I left the young things to drink the flavoured hangover and headed for a nearby bar to console myself.
Vultures Lane has a great selection of tap beers. I tried the Double Vision Naughty Juice. It was like nectar to the gods.
Thing is. It would never have tasted so good if I hadn't have had my taste buds assaulted by the alcoholic sugar waters earlier.
And so it is. Your massage and handjob with a mature malaised mamasan may not have been as bad as drinking cask wine, but your next sex with a more attractive women will be all the sweeter for it!
Please keep up the terrible bookings, your experiences are all the better for it.
I went to a product launch recently by a good supplier. They sell top end products, drive flash cars, dress well, so I thought the evening would be great.
It was actually a shite evening, mostly populated by schmancy hipster types and skinny giggly Pretty Young Things in oversized jerseys, Doc Martens and no boobs.
But. Small comforts: there was wine and beer available.
I tried the wine first. It was so sweet I almost choked. It reminded me of.... could it be...? Yes!! Cask Chassuer! The old Goon Bladder!
I left the glass by a fake wilted potplant and tried the beer.
Hmmm. A watery imitation of some vile lager. No wonder the fake pot plant was wilted, someone had probably tipped their beer into it.
It tasted like a sexual health clinics rubbish bin.
I left the young things to drink the flavoured hangover and headed for a nearby bar to console myself.
Vultures Lane has a great selection of tap beers. I tried the Double Vision Naughty Juice. It was like nectar to the gods.
Thing is. It would never have tasted so good if I hadn't have had my taste buds assaulted by the alcoholic sugar waters earlier.
And so it is. Your massage and handjob with a mature malaised mamasan may not have been as bad as drinking cask wine, but your next sex with a more attractive women will be all the sweeter for it!
Please keep up the terrible bookings, your experiences are all the better for it.
