Intense Friendships
The other night a friend confessed to a really intense friendship when he was young. Nothing sexual or anything, but it did extend to always going to the toilet together. As he put it, "we shared our poos."
Think back to the innocence of blood brothers and being friends forever and tell us the stories of loyalty, commitment and how it all went horribly wrong. You've seen Heavenly Creatures...
( , Fri 28 Jul 2006, 10:21)
The other night a friend confessed to a really intense friendship when he was young. Nothing sexual or anything, but it did extend to always going to the toilet together. As he put it, "we shared our poos."
Think back to the innocence of blood brothers and being friends forever and tell us the stories of loyalty, commitment and how it all went horribly wrong. You've seen Heavenly Creatures...
( , Fri 28 Jul 2006, 10:21)
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What is it with these people?
Once my rugby playing, party-hosting twat of a neighbour moved out, it was nice to see a young couple moving into the flat below mine. Nicer still when the girlfriend in the couple came up to introduce herself. She seemed nice, talked rather a lot but nothing too bad.
Then came the bunny boiler moments.
They invited us to dinner one evening at 7. I got home from work at 6.45 and on the dot of seven, footsteps on the stairs, and the boyfriend at the door, "Are you coming down then?"
The girlfriend and my girlfriend went to the movies together, bear in mind this was the second time they'd met, and the girlfriend decided to confide in mine that her boyfriend was the only person who'd ever given her orgasms. Nice.
The regular knocks on the door to ask if we were ok, because they'd "Not heard us in a couple of hours" became an irritation.
We moved a few months later, and they tried to stay in contact, but caller ID helped us to ignore them a lot.
( , Tue 1 Aug 2006, 8:21, Reply)
Once my rugby playing, party-hosting twat of a neighbour moved out, it was nice to see a young couple moving into the flat below mine. Nicer still when the girlfriend in the couple came up to introduce herself. She seemed nice, talked rather a lot but nothing too bad.
Then came the bunny boiler moments.
They invited us to dinner one evening at 7. I got home from work at 6.45 and on the dot of seven, footsteps on the stairs, and the boyfriend at the door, "Are you coming down then?"
The girlfriend and my girlfriend went to the movies together, bear in mind this was the second time they'd met, and the girlfriend decided to confide in mine that her boyfriend was the only person who'd ever given her orgasms. Nice.
The regular knocks on the door to ask if we were ok, because they'd "Not heard us in a couple of hours" became an irritation.
We moved a few months later, and they tried to stay in contact, but caller ID helped us to ignore them a lot.
( , Tue 1 Aug 2006, 8:21, Reply)
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