This bird I have to have sex with tonight who's been duped on my doorstep - she's alive, right?Originally Posted by Monty92
This bird I have to have sex with tonight who's been duped on my doorstep - she's alive, right?
Yes, and a touch younger, not a grey hair in sight, and has actually managed to win a European ****ing trophy. But it's not your soulmate and life partner, who is now dead.
What do you do?
I think a better analogy is that your mum and dad split up and with undue haste she takes up with a new fella who barely speaks English. He makes her happy, the household's running more smoothly and the rows have stopped, but still and all he's not your dad, is he? He's just some cvnt who's turned up and is knobbing your mum. Your dad, meanwhile, is in Totteridge, alone and staring out the window.
But in that scenario I could presumably still go and live with my dad (what with him living alone in an 8-bedroom detached house n'all) if I so wished.I think a better analogy is that your mum and dad split up and with undue haste she takes up with a new fella who barely speaks English. He makes her happy, the household's running more smoothly and the rows have stopped, but still and all he's not your dad, is he? He's just some cvnt who's turned up and is knobbing your mum. Your dad, meanwhile, is in Totteridge, alone and staring out the window.
Nah. She's got custody and you're a minor.
Your dad lives alone in an 8 bedroom detached house?
You might want to be a bit nicer to him. And ndver, ever admit that you wanted to fúck his mum.
He's not really still in Totteridge on his tod is he?It really is a very unremarkable place - even for Hertfordshire.
The Orange Tree is a nice summer pubHe's not really still in Totteridge on his tod is he?
I peer mournfully at my shrivelled, flaccid member, like a dessicated prawn hanging dead from a fence, and remember...
How did the prawn get on the fence?
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