My Arch-nemesis
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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I thought my life had been wrecked when the woman I'd been seriously flirting with, and was about to get from me a good seeing to, decided to ignore me all of a sudden and go off and shag someone else.
Once I'd got over the rejection, I realised that actually she'd done me a favour because (with the benefit of the big head now doing the thinking, rather than the small head) it turns out she's a pain in the arse.
Yeah, it's a shite story, but it's second.
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:03, 1 reply)
I thought my life had been wrecked when the woman I'd been seriously flirting with, and was about to get from me a good seeing to, decided to ignore me all of a sudden and go off and shag someone else.
Once I'd got over the rejection, I realised that actually she'd done me a favour because (with the benefit of the big head now doing the thinking, rather than the small head) it turns out she's a pain in the arse.
Yeah, it's a shite story, but it's second.
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:03, 1 reply)
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