When I met the parentsWhen 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.
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chthonic, Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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When I met the parentsWe'd been out to the pub all night and stumbled back to her Mum's place really quite the worse for drink. Well I was anyway.
We snuck silently up to her room, which was next to her Mum's. After an abortive drunken fumble, we decided that I'd better try and go to sleep, but as soon as the light went off the room began to spin uncontrollably. After a few agonising minutes trying to hold back the inevitable, I sat bolt upright, and got as far as asking "Where's your..." before regurgitating several pints of Lowenbrau and the remains of a couple of packets of crisps all over her and her bed. Cue much crashing about and muttered cursing as I was led to the bathroom to clean up. I wasn't quite finished, however, and heaved a load more all over the bathroom floor.
Her mother had, by this point, come out to see what the f*ck was going on, and was welcomed by the sight of my browneye winking at her (I was kneeling naked in a puddle of puke with my head down the bowl) and her (by now crying) daughter scrubbing puke off the duvet cover. We never really hit it off, to tell you the truth.
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