Cunning Plans
I once devised a totally foolproof cunning plan to attract the attention of bikini-clad women, which - as you might imagine - failed miserably. Ever come up with a cunning plan for something? Did it work? What went wrong? Do you look back through the filter of the years with a burning sense of shame?
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( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 11:57)
I once devised a totally foolproof cunning plan to attract the attention of bikini-clad women, which - as you might imagine - failed miserably. Ever come up with a cunning plan for something? Did it work? What went wrong? Do you look back through the filter of the years with a burning sense of shame?
Suggested by Ring of Fire
( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 11:57)
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My Best Man-to-be, a couple of other friends and I were sitting in a greasy spoon, nursing significant hangovers.
We were discussing food, and it's place in our relationships. I told them that I'm shit at cooking, and hate it, and Mrs Vagabond is ace at it, and loves it. Therefore she does the cooking, and has the right to use anything and everything she wants to, and I wash up without question.
My best man stared into the distance, digesting this, and said, "Vagabond, man - you need to get a dishwasher."
( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 16:11, Reply)
We were discussing food, and it's place in our relationships. I told them that I'm shit at cooking, and hate it, and Mrs Vagabond is ace at it, and loves it. Therefore she does the cooking, and has the right to use anything and everything she wants to, and I wash up without question.
My best man stared into the distance, digesting this, and said, "Vagabond, man - you need to get a dishwasher."
( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 16:11, Reply)
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