FFS I must remember to change logins when I post 🙄
Yes Frank and you've got to ask yourself why there are more women than men and is it because they've put all their previous husband's into an early grave?
I believe in an interventional God and if hes decided that I should live a quiet and peaceful life before I go up to meet him then who am I to argue,love is for the younger generation who are all bright eyed and bushy tailed for what the future holds,I almost feel sorry for them
FFS I must remember to change logins when I post 🙄
I know what you mean. The good bits makes it worthwhile.
"When i was clubbing, wed go on saturation bombing runs."
What you used to get up to at the Blue Oyster Bar doesn't bear thinking about.
I have a dream.
You are making a bed, and your hands get trapped underneath. I walk in, with you unable to move in front of me.
O yeah.....babe. kiss kiss. wet ones.
I honestly don't think that you can go out and look for love,it just turns up out of the blue one day and surprises you when you least expect it,never been on one but I would imagine that dating sites are merely there for making money from lonely people
But in your opening post on this thread you said you did just that! You went to the "laurette" with the specific intention of meeting the future "Mrs Chalky" who you hoped would accept your big dirty load. You obviously had thoughts of having her sitting atop one of the machines and giving your load to her whilst it was on it's final spin, but you said there were five blokes there. So I'll ask again, did it hurt as much as you thought because someone mentioned on another board that you've been mincing this last week.
Due to unforeseen circumstances with my own washer and Marvin Gaye's Grapevine going through my mind I had flashbacks to that advert back in the 80's and visualised some lovely ladies to keep me company while my washing was being done that's true but when I saw that all in there was middle-aged men I knew that times had changed and there's no point in looking for love because when it's ready it will find you... And I sat outside in my car listening to the radio before you ask anything else yoonited
Does anyone happen to know what "Sat in the car listening to the radio" is a euphemism for? It's bound to mean something even dirtier than Chalky's washing.