Mug tattooed on forehead?
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Loque said:
Holy st. Four pages of replies and a sack of pampers. Have you guys actually got nothing better to do?
Grow Up? I'm 19. I was 15 when we started going out. That would make me a child at the time, so, ya know what I'm good with being a kid. Rip the piss all you want, but I couldn't care less.
If anybody actually was willing to get over my apparent childishness and reply to the damn topic. She actually came round today, and I tried for the moral highground, a friend advised me to play nice and go for the respect, and I did.
I took her for a drink, and we talked about what she got up to. I didn't question how much cock she warbled and I didn't give two sts. There was a kind of eerie respect between us, and it stayed that way. I admitted I had been a prick, apologized, she confessed to not being the easiest person to live with, and on the conversation went. I gave her her st back, drama over. Hindsight it probably didn't even warrant a post on the arena of adulthood aka PH. I even got a text later how she actually had a decent time.
I have to say I have actually laughed my ass off as some of the replies though. The scotch is long gone, however I did have a celebratory half bottle of rum after she left. I wasn't allowed to burn her st, my sister had her eyes on her hair straighteners etc... I barely had a match to light my cigar as well, let alone torch two years worth of crap. And I have to confess I was never a great a of mashing the marmite motorway...
Grow Up? I'm 19. I was 15 when we started going out. That would make me a child at the time, so, ya know what I'm good with being a kid. Rip the piss all you want, but I couldn't care less.
If anybody actually was willing to get over my apparent childishness and reply to the damn topic. She actually came round today, and I tried for the moral highground, a friend advised me to play nice and go for the respect, and I did.
I took her for a drink, and we talked about what she got up to. I didn't question how much cock she warbled and I didn't give two sts. There was a kind of eerie respect between us, and it stayed that way. I admitted I had been a prick, apologized, she confessed to not being the easiest person to live with, and on the conversation went. I gave her her st back, drama over. Hindsight it probably didn't even warrant a post on the arena of adulthood aka PH. I even got a text later how she actually had a decent time.
I have to say I have actually laughed my ass off as some of the replies though. The scotch is long gone, however I did have a celebratory half bottle of rum after she left. I wasn't allowed to burn her st, my sister had her eyes on her hair straighteners etc... I barely had a match to light my cigar as well, let alone torch two years worth of crap. And I have to confess I was never a great a of mashing the marmite motorway...
19 and single, still have her number chap?
Loque said:
Holy st. Four pages of replies and a sack of pampers. Have you guys actually got nothing better to do?
Grow Up? I'm 19. I was 15 when we started going out. That would make me a child at the time, so, ya know what I'm good with being a kid. Rip the piss all you want, but I couldn't care less.
If anybody actually was willing to get over my apparent childishness and reply to the damn topic. She actually came round today, and I tried for the moral highground, a friend advised me to play nice and go for the respect, and I did.
I took her for a drink, and we talked about what she got up to. I didn't question how much cock she warbled and I didn't give two sts. There was a kind of eerie respect between us, and it stayed that way. I admitted I had been a prick, apologized, she confessed to not being the easiest person to live with, and on the conversation went. I gave her her st back, drama over. Hindsight it probably didn't even warrant a post on the arena of adulthood aka PH. I even got a text later how she actually had a decent time.
I have to say I have actually laughed my ass off as some of the replies though. The scotch is long gone, however I did have a celebratory half bottle of rum after she left. I wasn't allowed to burn her st, my sister had her eyes on her hair straighteners etc... I barely had a match to light my cigar as well, let alone torch two years worth of crap. And I have to confess I was never a great a of mashing the marmite motorway...
Agreed with other posters, this was a relatively mature way of dealing with the situation. However when comparing this to the attitude in the OP, I suspect that you have taken on board some of the more reasonable viewpoints, whether you though you had or not! Grow Up? I'm 19. I was 15 when we started going out. That would make me a child at the time, so, ya know what I'm good with being a kid. Rip the piss all you want, but I couldn't care less.
If anybody actually was willing to get over my apparent childishness and reply to the damn topic. She actually came round today, and I tried for the moral highground, a friend advised me to play nice and go for the respect, and I did.
I took her for a drink, and we talked about what she got up to. I didn't question how much cock she warbled and I didn't give two sts. There was a kind of eerie respect between us, and it stayed that way. I admitted I had been a prick, apologized, she confessed to not being the easiest person to live with, and on the conversation went. I gave her her st back, drama over. Hindsight it probably didn't even warrant a post on the arena of adulthood aka PH. I even got a text later how she actually had a decent time.
I have to say I have actually laughed my ass off as some of the replies though. The scotch is long gone, however I did have a celebratory half bottle of rum after she left. I wasn't allowed to burn her st, my sister had her eyes on her hair straighteners etc... I barely had a match to light my cigar as well, let alone torch two years worth of crap. And I have to confess I was never a great a of mashing the marmite motorway...
Edited by wendyg on Saturday 8th August 00:46
wendyg said:
Loque said:
Holy st. Four pages of replies and a sack of pampers. Have you guys actually got nothing better to do?
Grow Up? I'm 19. I was 15 when we started going out. That would make me a child at the time, so, ya know what I'm good with being a kid. Rip the piss all you want, but I couldn't care less.
If anybody actually was willing to get over my apparent childishness and reply to the damn topic. She actually came round today, and I tried for the moral highground, a friend advised me to play nice and go for the respect, and I did.
I took her for a drink, and we talked about what she got up to. I didn't question how much cock she warbled and I didn't give two sts. There was a kind of eerie respect between us, and it stayed that way. I admitted I had been a prick, apologized, she confessed to not being the easiest person to live with, and on the conversation went. I gave her her st back, drama over. Hindsight it probably didn't even warrant a post on the arena of adulthood aka PH. I even got a text later how she actually had a decent time.
I have to say I have actually laughed my ass off as some of the replies though. The scotch is long gone, however I did have a celebratory half bottle of rum after she left. I wasn't allowed to burn her st, my sister had her eyes on her hair straighteners etc... I barely had a match to light my cigar as well, let alone torch two years worth of crap. And I have to confess I was never a great a of mashing the marmite motorway...
Agreed with other posters, this was a relatively mature way of dealing with the situation. However when comparing this to the attitude in the OP, I suspect that you have taken on board some of the more reasonable viewpoints, whether you though you had or not! Grow Up? I'm 19. I was 15 when we started going out. That would make me a child at the time, so, ya know what I'm good with being a kid. Rip the piss all you want, but I couldn't care less.
If anybody actually was willing to get over my apparent childishness and reply to the damn topic. She actually came round today, and I tried for the moral highground, a friend advised me to play nice and go for the respect, and I did.
I took her for a drink, and we talked about what she got up to. I didn't question how much cock she warbled and I didn't give two sts. There was a kind of eerie respect between us, and it stayed that way. I admitted I had been a prick, apologized, she confessed to not being the easiest person to live with, and on the conversation went. I gave her her st back, drama over. Hindsight it probably didn't even warrant a post on the arena of adulthood aka PH. I even got a text later how she actually had a decent time.
I have to say I have actually laughed my ass off as some of the replies though. The scotch is long gone, however I did have a celebratory half bottle of rum after she left. I wasn't allowed to burn her st, my sister had her eyes on her hair straighteners etc... I barely had a match to light my cigar as well, let alone torch two years worth of crap. And I have to confess I was never a great a of mashing the marmite motorway...
Edited by wendyg on Saturday 8th August 00:46
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