My cheating ex-wife
The whole five month period between finding out my wife was shagging some bloke from work and actually selling the house and moving out was a dark period. Needless to say conjugals were off the agenda and sex (the worst) was confined to frequent, but pathetically miserable bouts of self-abuse.

The one redeeming feature in the whole sordid affair was the receptacle I used to catch my sticky, white love piss. She never noticed that her tub of Greek yoghurt seemed to be lasting longer than normal...
(JohnWatson66, Fri 15 Jun 2007, 14:43, closed)