Ahem

( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 11:51, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

sex
with yourself doesn't count
(bamboozled Can hear you getting fatter, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:07, Reply)

Damn
Does the disappointment never end?
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:08, Reply)

All to quickly in your case.

(PsychoChomp, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:11, Reply)

You've been speaking to the Mrs, haven't you?
Are you the bloke she's been seeing on the side?
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:12, Reply)

I'm working on it.

(PsychoChomp, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:18, Reply)

"it"?
That's no way to talk about my woman, you fiend
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:19, Reply)

Of course it is, you've seen her.

(PsychoChomp, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:20, Reply)

She's beeeeeeyoooootiful
and don't you dare say otherwise ready-meal-for-one, or I shall unleash a kind of hell like you've never seen before
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:22, Reply)

How dare you say I eat ready meals.
I'm going to gaz the mods.
(PsychoChomp, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:26, Reply)

Alright then
You cook yourself meals made entirely out of fresh ingredients, but because you're alone and nobody loves you you always have to put half in a bit of tupperware and save it for the next day.

Unless you're a lardo.
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:28, Reply)

Ha, I don't live alone!
the rest of your post is accurate.
(PsychoChomp, Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:38, Reply)