I think that's one of the problems, when we eventually hook up, it'll be all romantic like....
... you know, like in the films, in one of those houses on peirs overlooking coral reefs in the maldives, with the glass bottom flooring so you can watch all the fish as you relax, under the dark sky with a sympthony of stars and a moon that looks closer than ever due to it's size. With tealight candles all the way up the jetti and around the hut. With a cooling breeze in the air and the softest silk sheets known to mankind. As we're siting there on the bed, looking into each others eyes, with only the sound of the ocean slowly lapping up against beech and the occasional howl of the woodland animals. How as we hold hands as well as gazes, in this magical moment that neither of us can believe isn't fiction, I'll lean in forward for that initial tender kiss, and one thought would enter your brain in this otherwise perfect moment..... "£4.99 ASDA catapilla Cake.... was he joking?"
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Sun 9 Oct 2011, 20:41, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

Well, should this ever happen
I can pretty much now guarantee that that's what I'll be thinking, yes. So you've ruined the moment for me years before it even might happen.
(berk, Sun 9 Oct 2011, 20:52, Reply)

Hah, you gotta love the optimism in saying 'when' rather than 'if' though, and the optimisim in looking at 'might' as it actaully being a posibility.

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Sun 9 Oct 2011, 21:28, Reply)