Love, Wallet, Spine, Freedom!
Whilst visiting her folks in San Diego, where they had all emigrated in order, (I suspect,) to escape their long deranged daughter, we were taking a walk along the harbour by the aircraft carrier that was docked there at the time, (circa Jan 2006.) Being an observant sort, I spotted a wallet in the gutter, and naturally I wanted to hand it in to the proper authorities.



I began to scan around for a cop or similar authority figure to hand the wallet in to, and the other half chose this, rather public, juncture to begin going sick at me for the minor diversion this entailed, and made a rather embarrassing scene, screaming and shouting God knows what at me in the street.



I'm ashamed to admit that during the winter of this relationship, I had endured almost two years of similar hell, and had no patience left, so I threw the wallet away from me as hard as I could with a hearty "Fucking fine and shit" (nowhere near the water I hasten to add!)



Luckily, after the silent treatment for the rest of the day, I found something I had been looking for quite some time and split with the gargantuan loon ball as soon as we achieved blighty!



Thank you for the length of time you have been reading this post, it was very satisfying, let me tell you =o)
(AndyC4m Eject Eject [><], Tue 11 Nov 2008, 12:49, Reply)