Like a thief in the night...
On a night out in Leeds, me and my mate met up with these birds we had seen in the pub a few times before. Went to a club, became attached to one of them. Back at her mates place (no idea who’s bed it was) tried to persuade her to go on top – no joy. She then told me her and her boyfriend had broken the bed sh*gging last week. “Hmm, great she has a boyfriend and he’s a great shag…”

Popped on the pink anorak and went at it…for about 30 seconds. We went to sleep in each others arms and then about 45 minutes later I scarpered. Only I didn’t know where I was and got lost on the way home.

I got her back for the boyfriend comment by stealing 40 Marlboro lights and an Oasis CD though.
(Bertie Dastard Wax on, wax off, Wed 9 Mar 2005, 14:17, Reply)