When I met the parents
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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Split with girlfriend of two years,
go on camping trip with her younger sister, her bloke and a friend of said sister and, obviously, end up (because it is raining m'lord) only putting up two tents.
Drive back from weekend camping and have a full frontal crash with a Land Rover which writes off 4 cars and puts three of us in hospital.
Standing in the Royal United Hospital carpark in Bath, caned, covered in blood, waiting for 'a white Fiat Panda' with her parents in it at stupid o'clock in the morning, all the time knowing that her face looks exactly as though someone had repeatedly punched it with 'dusters on.
"Hi Mr and Mrs nondisclosed, nice to meet you, I'm Manley."
Not best meeting ever, they hardly approved of my piercings or tattoos, but then I married her, so who got the last laugh, eh?
(oh Christ, now I ask I wonder if it might have been them?)
Oh and I got a bike for my birthday.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 15:45, Reply)
go on camping trip with her younger sister, her bloke and a friend of said sister and, obviously, end up (because it is raining m'lord) only putting up two tents.
Drive back from weekend camping and have a full frontal crash with a Land Rover which writes off 4 cars and puts three of us in hospital.
Standing in the Royal United Hospital carpark in Bath, caned, covered in blood, waiting for 'a white Fiat Panda' with her parents in it at stupid o'clock in the morning, all the time knowing that her face looks exactly as though someone had repeatedly punched it with 'dusters on.
"Hi Mr and Mrs nondisclosed, nice to meet you, I'm Manley."
Not best meeting ever, they hardly approved of my piercings or tattoos, but then I married her, so who got the last laugh, eh?
(oh Christ, now I ask I wonder if it might have been them?)
Oh and I got a bike for my birthday.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 15:45, Reply)
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