We're not doing anything. Valentines.
We're not doing anything. Valentines.
I get on well with her Spikey, but point taken.
Not a plate in sight I'd imagine.Originally Posted by Raoul Duke
I get on with mine too, but still. Eastenders, chit-chat and a third of a glass of wine.
-OR-
Fifa, a Chinese and a 4 pack of Supermarket ownbrand lager.
Turf them both out, son.
Never thing you'd take any other stance anyway. You're becoming a parody.We're not doing anything. Valentines.
Parody of what?
Yourself.
You're very like a Taz minus the humour in that way.
Roses are such a waste of time.
I've gone for some autismo chocolates from Guernsey's answer to Randrew. At least there's some pleasure to be derived from them rather than some pointless (sic) weaponised plant.
Might buy some cookies for myself from Morrisons tomorrow. Closest I'll get to romance all year.
I think so too but then she really seemed to enjoy the time I sent her flowers (not roses) for Valentines a few years ago when we were living apart.
Taz probably has to organize a full special day for her tick ting unless he wants to sleep in the trunk of his shitty car.
Come back Taz.
Taz
I think I had him as one of my three 'best posters' every single year.
You could say he was a "Don"
He was quite rightly lolled into the ground for that.
That massive breakdown in the WDYTOE thread was the end for him.
Taz was from MK, he was just trying to support his local team. Like LeeCovFox. It was all a big misunderstanding.
Someone's bound to have him on facebook. Message him and tell him to come back.
Lee turned out to be a rat though.
Mhm, you forgot smug though.
Mike has donned it.
We've still got loads of Christmas chocolate left over.
Pffft. The only one oppressed here's your poor girlfriend if you have one, who has to see you on a frequent basis.
I'm starting to wonder if someone cut your balls off at some point, or maybe if you're shooting blanks and know it deep down perhaps. Because no one, and I mean no one, is as insecure about their own masculinity as you are. If someone told me I was twice the man you are, I'd laugh at the petty insult. Ten times isn't even enough, you worthless little maggot.
The wife is going out with my sister on valentines to the pictures. Fuck em.
Ha. Cheers!Mike has donned it.
Meanwhile in Sweden, women told not to go out at night in order to avoid being raped:
https://mobile.twitter.com/TEN_GOP/s...92833652453377
Is this what feminism looks like now?
Each time you post a non-rebuttal like that as though it's an argument ender you make yourself look exponentially more thick, Mert.
Loads of fighting, loads of shagging leads to a happy marriage.
We're through in Edinburgh tonight. Had an awesome Thai lunch, drinks and a fairly decent dinner before a few drinks and back to the hotel.
Out having a smoke now but a pretty successful time even if it is a day early.
This would be pertinent if anyone gave a fuck about Sweden.
PS the only thing Mike dons is who is the gayest brother which is obvious a harder accolade to achieve than it looks.
He was never smug. You just wouldn't want to turn your back on him if you worked with him though.
I don't know about -isms, but for something feminine go take a look in a mirror. If it doesn't break.
You're very obsessed with rape, by the way. Something you want to tell us?
Suppressed childhood memory perhaps?
Chaoprayah?
Lol No. Ting Thai Caravan.
Any good?
Yeah really good actually. Proper authentic street food at decent prices unlike Chaophraya.
I think we were £25 for 2 mains, 3 sides and 2 beers.
Had a dirty weekend with some blonde ting just gone. Nothing doing today. First time in four years I've got my own company. Brill.
Scratch that. I got given a packet of love hearts by the lunch lady. What a day.
Best valentine's ever though. CL + LUFC on t'wireless. Just had a cheeky Danish and some honey'd Rooibos tea. Peaked.
You'll be drunk and talking about murdering your in-laws by 11.
Nah mate, feeling pretty rank and still hungover from last night.
I know I can't really talk after my incomprehensible previous posts in this thread, but I've got a pretty funny story.
There's this guy from a couple of years below me at school, he went out with a good female friend of mine for a few years when they were 16 until about 21. He's always been a really nice guy on the surface, but one of the wettest wussiest people I've ever met. One of those people who is so relentlessly nice but in a obviously fake way, and just devoid of any substance.
Best way I can give an example is he recently unironically posted an "arty" photo of himself on facebook by the Brandenburg gate, wearing a silly colourful umbrella, and making a serious face. Except it was photoshopped so everything was black and white except the umbrella. 40 likes makes me question the future of our species.
Anyway, he's been going out with this ADMITTEDLY really hot cheerleader girl for a while, and they planned this massive year-long, around the world trip together. Cost thousands and thousands. My mate sent an innocuous "good luck with your trip! how's life" message, and he told her that the cheerleader girl had slept with someone else, they "worked through it", and then about 2 weeks later she admitted that she'd actually been sleeping with this other guy regularly for about 2 months. So he broke up with her.
Problem is, the holiday is all in her name, but he paid for most of it! So he's just doing the year long trip around the world with the girl he's just broken up with. Brutal. Naturally they're both producing unbearable charlieissocoollike style Vlogs of their trip, complete with jump-cuts and fake smiles. I'm finding them pretty compulsive viewing, and can't help but be perversely amused by him pretending to be excited by whatever fucking mountain they're climbing in New Zealand or whatever it is in each episode, totally dead behind the eyes. I'm a cunt.
The only way he can pull that back is by lamping her.
He'll run their hire car off the road in the last video.
He sounds like a narcissistic prick.
Booking it in her name? The fuck was he playing at.
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