A wee pearoast
I was heading up the stairs to bed one night. My wife had gone perhaps an hour earlier. I came into the bedroom to find a peculiar sight. My wife's bedside light was still on, and she was lying with her mobile phone in her hand. However, she was fast asleep.

Trying not to wake her, I took the phone from her hand. It was a flip-style phone and as I was about to close it when I noticed that she had been in the middle of reading a text - from my mate - which explained in graphic detail what he'd like to do to her. I checked her sent messages and found a similar array of texts from her to him.

She woke up at this point and there followed a 'discussion' between us. She was very apologetic - almost hysterical in fact - and assured me that nothing had happened physically between them. We tried to patch things up, but from then on the relationship was doomed.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Thu 21 Oct 2010, 15:17, 2 replies)

" we tried to patch things up"
why?
(Evilweevil is covered in bees, Thu 21 Oct 2010, 18:47, closed)

Patch things up
He was probably a good mate!
(Mr Fandango, Thu 21 Oct 2010, 23:37, closed)