As is well-known by now, the gentlemen of Little Frigging enjoy nothing more than spending an evening or so ensconced in the snug of The Pervert’s Appendage, engaged in a philosophical mass debate.
Which is all to the good as long as they can – eventually – find their way home without too many immersions in the village duck pond on the way.
However, some of the ladies of the Little Frigging Knitting Circle and Wine Appreciation Society often feel in need of a pointer themselves. So the ladies do not feel this emptiness inside for too long, our own volunteer fireman Strom Thighhammer has been putting himself forward for them. This is so the ladies can partake of his pointer whenever they feel they need a damn good symposium.
However, there are many demands on Strom’s time. Not only is he the village blacksmith, he is also a volunteer fireman, life model for the Little Frigging Village ladies Art class and Wine Appreciation Society and mainstay of the bi-weekly orgies in the village hall. Consequently, Strom feels (when he has any feeling left) that he would like some other gentlemen to put themselves forward into the hands of the ladies whenever the need arises.
Once they realise the ladies of the village are in dire need of a good servicing, no doubt the gentlemen of the village will put themselves up to the challenge. They will undoubtedly put themselves at the beck and call of the ladies in their usual upright manner. However, until then Strom himself has vowed to keep himself at the forefront of the ladies’ attention until they have dispensed with him.
We can only hope that closing time comes around before the village ladies wear Strom down to a limp shadow of his former proudly-upstanding self.