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whathappen?
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My old flatmate used to meet randomers off the internet, but ignoring well founded advice to meet them in public places and inform someone where she was going etc. she used to invite them to our gaff for dinner. It was usually on weekdays when I'd be at home in my pajamas horsing into a fun pack of mars bars while watching 'You are what you eat' on tv. It used to wreck my head.
One guy rocked up on a motorbike, fair enough. But when I went into the kitchen to top up my ribena he was sitting at the table eating dinner (a dolmio stir in with pasta: she used to go all out) with the leather trousers still on. Maybe he forgot to put something on under them and felt it inappropriate to eat dinner in his underwear on a first date. Anyway, he turned out to be a freak who was into swinging. I saw the photosHe looked like Mark Little from RTE. A few weeks after they began 'dating' he made a pitch to her on the joys of swinging, showed her some photos and informed her that the big girl he was taking up the bum in the photo was a 'great suck'! He told her she could go to the next night and be the official photographer until she felt comfortable joining in.
AM I THE ONLY ONE WITH NO LIFE.
nice one....... wheres that fruit bowl?