Lando_Griffin wrote:You can't live with them, you can't kill them. A dilema that has faced man since that soppy bint made Adam sample the forbidden fruit. What are we to do, fellow males, when a lady we think is the one for us turns into a raving lunatic, insane with unfounded jealousy, and feeds upon our independance like a rottweiler on a pork chop? A beautiful soulmate becomes a furry-pet boiling, rabid maniac. "Why!?!" I hear you ask. "What possible reason could she have?". Well, gentlemen, I will tell you. Despite their pathetic bleatings about "love", and "I've never felt like this about anyone else...", I shall at last reveal the true secret these harridens harbour; Fack all. Thats right. Sh*g all. They play with us for their sport, reeling us in with their high heels, short skirts and naughty but nice bedroom capers. Fair enough. However, they don't disclose the facts that they'll;
snore like wilderbeasts,
shave their legs and God knows what else with your razor,
put 3 stone on,
ban all newspapers from the house,
check your phone religiously,
cut your ties with any of your friends they don't like, (or "trust", as they put it),
act like "Biff the bashing bodyguard" around any woman within a 4 mile radius of you,
develop a rather disturbing glare which is firmly aimed at you when you see a woman,
insist on more and more "quality time", until the watch on your wrist is solid fricking gold,
make snide comments when your in company which are innocent to everyone but you (ergo making you lose your rag for no apparent reason),
bit*h to all their friends, their family, their family's friends and their family's friends' badminton partners about you, then bit*h at you for asking your best mate for advice,
blame it all on love.
So what do we do? Split up from them. Genius. Absolutely boffinly-beautiful. Apart from one tiny detail;
Unless we want to a.)become celebate, b.)turn into woofters, or c.)adopt beastiality, we are going to search for another! So we find a seemingly normal, attractive young lady, (much in the afore-mentioned vein), and thus the cycle continues. This, you see, is the cunning of their plan:- They keep us in a freaking loop. There is no worldy escape. We can either accept their fiendish plotting, or jump off a bridge. Bugger.
However, all is not lost!!! I am hoping that we few band of brothers can formulate a foolproof strategy to overcome these matriarchs. (Or we can just have a good moan about them, whichever takes your fancy!!!!!)
Your thought's, gentlemen...
Woollyback wrote:never mind ginger sid, where's me friggin 5 stars!?
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