Bless him.....
A couple of years ago my beloved bf went to his work Xmas party. I was having a quiet night in and called him at 11.30 to see when he would be back and he said he was just leaving. So off I went to bed.
I woke up at about 5.30 and he wasn't back. I was a bit worried by this so tried to call him but the phone kept ringing. I tried another few times and the phone just kept ringing. I was really starting to panic so couldn't get back to sleep.
At 8.30 I heard a shaky key in the door. I got up to see a v drunken bf walking in the door. At this point I exploded and screamed and cried at him for the next 10 minutes (in a typlically understated way). After I'd finished he produced a carrier bag.
He said he had tried to get some flowers but couldn't see any so he'd bought me 2 grapefruits for breakfast.
They were apples (that's what staying up all night drinking whisky does to you).
Thought that counts though I suppose!
First post by the way - woo!!
(colamonster, Thu 13 Jan 2005, 18:15, closed)