The Tangurines Are in the Living Room

This is story from two thousand and 11 with my husband at the time. We were serving soldiers, and we loved a party and a drink or two. I could hear some rather strange noises coming from the living room. So many of my friends went to go and investigate as it had gotten rowdy. On walking into the livi i was greeted by a rather odd sight. One of the lads had his trousers half way round his ankles,. My husband stood behind him with a grin on his face. It was only a moment later that the lad with his pants round his ankles, face changed rather quickly to a grimace. Something had been placed inside this man of bum hall in 11