That's when I knew it was over...Nice and simple this week. Just tell us the exact moment you knew that relationship, that job or that penchant for custard-dipped young boys was over.
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chthonic, Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
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Depressing? Bloodyhellfire no!A good chum of mine (no, not me!) drove from London to Newcastle to see this lass who he had been seeing for a short while, hoping for some legover. He duly arrived at her student house, where she greeted him thusly, "Sorry, I'm busy tonight.". Poor bugger then drove to Stirling to see a friend. No legover.
No apologies for fruitiness, am bored with length.
(, Wed 27 Jul 2005, 17:43, Reply)
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