We went out to a flash restaurant one night in a big group of about 20 good friends. However, I'd recently figured out my best mate was shagging my missus so during the entrée I confronted him and her rather aggressively, as you would. Called him every name under the sun and then some, and did it in front of everyone in the restaurant. I threatened him with violence, full honda accord style, but before I could physically do anything nasty to him I was bustled away by some caring mates before the main course arrived. Seems I missed a smashing spread of high class delicacies.

Probably just as well I was removed from the scene because I soon found out I had the wrong end of the stick. I felt terrible and had to apologise profusely to this guy and everyone in our social group. Plus I was barred from the restaurant. Very embarrassing behaviour on my part and although everyone was good about it, I've never fully made amends as far as I'm concerned, despite being very contrite. However soon after I did work out who was shagging my missus behind my back - and as I'd learned my lesson from the restaurant scene, this time I kept my mouth shut. I confirmed my intel and turned into facts supported by evidence. And this time I didnt make a big noise about it - I just waited quietly for a few months until I saw him alone, and then I drove into him, smashing his legs to pieces while my knob was sucked by a supermodel. Worst meal - humble pie. Best meal - revenge, eaten cold.
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Sun 29 May 2011, 8:19, Reply)