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( , Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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After dropping him off, shall I keep driving further and further away from home and see where I end up to start a new life or shall I go home and have pizza and a bottle of wine.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:16, 31 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

How much fuel's in your car?
And do you have enough money in your wallet to buy another tankful, plus some pizza and wine when you get to wherever you end up?
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:18, Reply)

I also have a business credit card.
*does evil laugh*
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:23, Reply)

go to London for the bash, as the others suggest. And if you like it, you can stay there happily ever after.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:26, Reply)

Keep driving to London. Fuck the family, go to the bash. Then decide.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:22, Reply)

*grumps*
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:25, Reply)

that's a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Fun is good, misery is bad. You're at the age, dare I say it, when you should know yourself, give yourself freedom to do what you want as long as it doesn't hurt others. Given what's happened in your personal life recently, that gives you the freedom to avoid family obligations - tell them you need "me" time - and go out and have fun.
Go and enjoy the bash and have casual sex / get very very drunk / whatever.
Or go to the beach somewhere, skim stones and eat chocolate.
But fuck being miserable - what does it get you ?
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:29, Reply)

Drive down to the bash!
We'd all love it if you could come.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:25, Reply)

until you get to London. Then come to the pub. Then
Sorted.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:25, Reply)

( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:28, Reply)

I love arguing with people.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:36, Reply)

I don't, let's just have a beer and talk about shoes.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:46, Reply)

that took the wind right out of my sails...
Think I'll have that beer. My shoes are brown. What colour are yours?
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 14:00, Reply)

WHAT SORT OF RETARDED FUCK CLUNGER ARE YOU!
FUCKING BROWN SHOES! WHAT A TOTAL CUNT!
CAN YOU SEE HOW UPSET YOU@VE MADE ME NOW
Fucking brown shoes. Tosser.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 14:03, Reply)

You ham-fisted mong-trembler.
I might just go and polish my BROWN shoes. With BROWN shoe polish. Yeah. Yeah, you try and stop me, you great fanny.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 14:27, Reply)

July I shall be like a new Blouse, straight of the hanger.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:42, Reply)

I know that one. Dunno why I'm so stressed though, I have no problems in my life.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 13:46, Reply)

Me and Pooflake will cheer you up* with our drink and drug-fuelled banter!
*May also cause the desire to attempt suicide with a rusty spoon.
( , Fri 12 Jun 2009, 17:39, Reply)
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