Or maybe she just didn't want to live near someone
who stared at her "super-frozen nipples" when she was clearly out of her mind with distress. Dunno.
(woocfot friends with Sacha Distel, Sat 23 Feb 2013, 2:14, 1 reply)

Aha! Can't you see that's the point!
She detested everything about me. My car, my lifestyle, the fact I objectified her. I was her worst nightmare, a gas-guzzling sexist, a poster boy for all that was wrong with the world.

But yet I saved her. And that screwed up her belief system so deeply, that she had to run from my inevitable, ‘I told you so.’

Either that or maybe I did stare at her nipples just a tad too long.
( Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Sat 23 Feb 2013, 10:36, closed)

Why would there be any need for "I told you so"?
I'm pretty sure if my son was ill and the only way to save him was by enlisting the help of a sub-Clarkson fuckwit, I'd do it. Wouldn't stop the fuckwit being a fuckwit, though.
Anyway, you should have run the fucking hippy over first time she walked out of the door.
(woocfot friends with Sacha Distel, Sat 23 Feb 2013, 12:35, closed)