That's when I knew it was over...
Nice and simple this week. Just tell us the exact moment you knew that relationship, that job or that penchant for custard-dipped young boys was over.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
Nice and simple this week. Just tell us the exact moment you knew that relationship, that job or that penchant for custard-dipped young boys was over.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
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Hmph
You know it's over when you get the following on valentines day:
A card. (Unsigned. In fact, no writing at all.)
A copy of "Donald Where's Yer Troosers". On vinyl.
A bottle of Brut aftershave.
This was in 1989 or something, but still.... Fucksocks.
(I think I maybe got her a pen with "Anna" written on it... So maybe it was a mutual parting of ways....)
( , Thu 21 Jul 2005, 18:08, Reply)
You know it's over when you get the following on valentines day:
A card. (Unsigned. In fact, no writing at all.)
A copy of "Donald Where's Yer Troosers". On vinyl.
A bottle of Brut aftershave.
This was in 1989 or something, but still.... Fucksocks.
(I think I maybe got her a pen with "Anna" written on it... So maybe it was a mutual parting of ways....)
( , Thu 21 Jul 2005, 18:08, Reply)
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