My Greatest RegretsWhen I was still quite young, I was offered the chance to spend several weeks in the South of France. My Uncle was going to drive me down in his vintage MG sports car. There would be sun, sand and, crucially, French girls.
I was too scared of the French girls to go.
What do you regret not doing?
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chthonic, Thu 5 Oct 2006, 13:25)
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Fit, blonde ex-colleagueI worked in a chain bar in Oldham a few years ago. To my delight, one of my incredibly attractive female colleagues took a bit of a shine to me. Only I didn't realise.
Fast forward a few months and I'm working in a different bar. She comes in one night and demands I take her back to my place, so I oblige and boff her brains out. We're talking woman of my dreams shiz here.
What happens next? Does a wonderful, loving relationship blossom? Or even a downright dirty, no-strings one? No. I, rather foolishly in retrospect, decide to ignore all her calls and texts.
To this day I have no idea why.
Thankfully, the current Mrs. Zorrro is now the woman of my dreams. Every cloud, eh?
Am I supposed to put one of those length/girth jokes now? I assume she liked both considering she pestered me.
(, Thu 5 Oct 2006, 16:14, Reply)
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