How the Gibbon got his stripes
I met my one true love just over 6 years ago. I was at a party when we were introduced. I was 17 and a little too young for her but on first impression she seemed to not mind and she certainly looked fantastic. She was lightly bronzed (Which I am a big fan of) and the thing that really struck me was her bubbly personality - but not too much to be like one of those fat, annoying types and certainly not plain or bland. We got on great and before long I knew she'd got me pretty drunk. When we parted that night I knew I'd want to see her again, and every day after that for the rest of my life. I truly believe in love at first sight.

Over the coming weeks, however, I was totally skint and going out with my mates to the pub to see her was almost impossible. She'd be there every night with other men and I was losing some prime opportunity to win her as my own. Luckily I chanced upon an incredibly cushy part-time job and so money rolled back in.

After about 6 weeks I went to the pub with my mates and got myself a pint - and there she was at the bar. She looked even better than the last time, absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that. I'd forgotten how sweet she could be, how warm she made me feel, and I just felt so confident when I was with her (confidence was a big issue for me before I met her). However, I'd noticed that a couple of other men had taken a liking to her, I wasn't sure if this was a problem but I decided I'd need to act fast and spent as much time with her as possible. I think we both knew that there was some sort of unique connection between us but I was still wary of the competition. Again we parted that night, and although I soooo wanted to take her home with me, it just didn't seem right.

My luck was in the day after however. I was in my local supermarket getting a few essentials when I happened to bump into her. After a little deliberation I paid for my goods and we went back to my place for some fun. I flung her cap off her head with one movement and pressed my lips against her lip. She felt so good on my lips, I just KNEW she was the one. It was over way too quickly though (time flies when you're having fun!) And by this point I was hooked. I loved her and wanted to be with her forever. Ever since then we've barely had a day apart.

Beer, I love you.
(The Oscillating Gibbon is eating curried squid, Fri 29 Aug 2008, 10:55, 9 replies)

Ooooooo, he's a clever one
I was a couple of paragraphs in before I twigged.
( Bazongaloid, Fri 29 Aug 2008, 10:59, closed)

:D
have a clicky woo, and indeed yay!
( bluemeat has been best of all the animals since, Fri 29 Aug 2008, 11:00, closed)

Well done.
Have a click :-)
(uk_viper stopped lurking on, Fri 29 Aug 2008, 11:01, closed)

Haha!
Yes... I think I'm having a slow morning. It wasn't till near the very end that I realised!
(SillyMoo, Fri 29 Aug 2008, 11:49, closed)

Slow mornings pah!
I had to read that twice
(Milo Minderbinder, Fri 29 Aug 2008, 12:54, closed)

I feel dim
for I only got it 4 words from the end. Lovely tale though, have a clicky.
(LLamaBoy skived off work on, Fri 29 Aug 2008, 13:35, closed)

Beautifully told, sir...
For a good three paragraphs there you had me wondering who you were talking about _{Damn, too late too post on the "gullibility" qotw}

Please find enclosed one click.

EDIT: Didn't realise you were a striped gibbon. At least, you've never shown me your stripy bits...
(LongJohnBaldry, Fri 29 Aug 2008, 15:00, closed)

Wonder if anyone's posted the flu one yet.

( idonthaveafunnynickname Drink-Aware? Sure. I'm aware I want another drink., Sun 31 Aug 2008, 22:28, closed)

I got all the way to the end
and still didn't twig before the punchline!
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Tue 2 Sep 2008, 10:59, closed)