Now, there was no need for that...
Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
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The heartless wench
When I was at uni I was swimming a fair bit (4 times a week) for the local club. As a result, many beers with other swimmers.
Fast forward a couple of months and I've a new girlfriend and as is custom, proceed to do introductions to friends. She gets off on the fact that swimmers on the whole have pretty good musculature round the shoulders. Anyway, I introduce her to my closest mate, who also happens to be a swimmer. No jealousy on my part as she loves the Wutherington-Assarts' part.
After new year it was another friends birthday and lots of people were there getting royally wasted on wife-beater and shit loads of vodka.
At the end of the evening she decided that she didn't want to have anything more to do with me. Fair enough, shit happens.
But there was no need for her to get off with my (now ex-) closest mate in front of me.
No complaints about the length or girth.
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 13:36, Reply)
When I was at uni I was swimming a fair bit (4 times a week) for the local club. As a result, many beers with other swimmers.
Fast forward a couple of months and I've a new girlfriend and as is custom, proceed to do introductions to friends. She gets off on the fact that swimmers on the whole have pretty good musculature round the shoulders. Anyway, I introduce her to my closest mate, who also happens to be a swimmer. No jealousy on my part as she loves the Wutherington-Assarts' part.
After new year it was another friends birthday and lots of people were there getting royally wasted on wife-beater and shit loads of vodka.
At the end of the evening she decided that she didn't want to have anything more to do with me. Fair enough, shit happens.
But there was no need for her to get off with my (now ex-) closest mate in front of me.
No complaints about the length or girth.
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 13:36, Reply)
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