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.
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chthonic, Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
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I can't put my finger on the exact moment it ended...I'd been seeing this girl for a couple of months, we got on well - everything was good. Come August, we decide to go on holiday. One problem, we are both skint.
"No problem" says I.
"we'll go camping"
She was up for it, so between the two of us we got together everything needed. One very early, breakfastless start and we are at the camp site. The tent goes up about 30 sec before the torrential rain starts.
Inside in the dry I suggest something we could do to pass the time until the rain stops
"fancy a shag?"
A quick check of pockets and bags later and that idea is dead in the water. Neither of us brought condoms. "Fuck!" or no-fuck as the case may be.
We stayed in that tent for the best part of 3 days while the rain hammered down. All we had to drink was water and the food was just dry army rations. We'd planned to get decent stuff one we had got to the site.
After the first day there was nothing left to talk about. After the first night I knew she had farts that could strip paint. I'm sure she was equally thrilled about me.
In the end, at the first sign of the rain stopping, we gave up, packed up and headed back home in mutual silence.
I can't point ot the exact moment the relationship fell apart, but we've not spoken since we got back. It is 5 years this summer.
(, Tue 26 Jul 2005, 21:09, Reply)
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