Originally Posted by Silly Sod (Post 5010751)

he he. It is 1.04am and you are being sick. I feel for ya love. The texas toast is in the oven nd you are swearing to never drink again. You have a snotty nose and are not in the mood for nooky (ha ha). Love ya hun. You will (hopefully) laugh when you read this. But then again, maybe not. Bed time darling wife :)

(watch this space for my 4th July bollocking!!! he he) She's worth it.

Night all and happy 4th ya buggers!!!

Originally Posted by TouristTrap (Post 5011824)

God, I hate newlyweds. :frown::wub::wub::wub:

Originally Posted by Silly Sod (Post 5012688)

:rofl:

Originally Posted by St.Georges Girl (Post 5012812)

I don't, I envy them. With the knowledge I have now, I'd love to be a newlywed.:p

Originally Posted by TouristTrap (Post 5012816)

Hon, the secret to a long and lasting marriage is to remain a newlywed throughout ;)

Originally Posted by St.Georges Girl (Post 5012826)

Well we've been married for what seems like an eternity, so we must be doing something right, but it certainly ain't nothing to do with behaving like newlyweds.....sadly.:D

Originally Posted by St.Georges Girl (Post 5012826)

Well we've been married for what seems like an eternity, so we must be doing something right, but it certainly ain't nothing to do with behaving like newlyweds.....sadly.:D

Originally Posted by Silly Sod (Post 5010262)

According to my former boss at my former job as a former server. Apparently.

Yes, I quit. It was a nice place for a holiday but I wouldn't want to live there ha ha. He said my T-Shirt had pizza sauce on it. I said: of course it does, I have just manhandled a 5 gallon barrell of the shit into the fridge, it aint gonna have Ranch on it is it!!! I laughed. He didn't. A tiff ensued.

I then proudly whipped off my girly apron, slung it at him and said: I have seen and done more than you will ever do mate, my son could kick your ass blindfold and my daughter would never date you (not sure why I said that actually) and left with my head held high.

I got into the car feeling great, feeling like a young devil may care man again. Then, as the oven like heat of the inside of the car with only one window working on a 90 degree day hit, as the sweat started to pour, I remembered that I was supposed to get the air con fixed as soon as I got paid.

The moral of the story is..............don't let the bastids grind ya down ha ha. I didn't come all this way to take shit from a guy younger than some of my underpants thank you very much!!

I then got home, got 'cheer up sex' from the fully supportive missus and got bladdered on cheap wine while listening to The Streets. All in all a bloody good day :)

Originally Posted by TouristTrap (Post 5011824)

God, I hate newlyweds. :frown::wub::wub::wub:

Originally Posted by Paul S (Post 5012944)

and here we are still acting like newly weds 10 years down the line:p

Originally Posted by TouristTrap (Post 5013088)

I got you beat by .hm..ff.f.d.f..df.d..d years..... :rofl:

Originally Posted by TouristTrap (Post 5013088)

I got you beat by .hm..ff.f.d.f..df.d..d years..... :rofl:

Originally Posted by St.Georges Girl (Post 5015400)

So how many does that equate to?;)

Originally Posted by Silly Sod (Post 5010262)

According to my former boss at my former job as a former server. Apparently.

Yes, I quit. It was a nice place for a holiday but I wouldn't want to live there ha ha. He said my T-Shirt had pizza sauce on it. I said: of course it does, I have just manhandled a 5 gallon barrell of the shit into the fridge, it aint gonna have Ranch on it is it!!! I laughed. He didn't. A tiff ensued.

I then proudly whipped off my girly apron, slung it at him and said: I have seen and done more than you will ever do mate, my son could kick your ass blindfold and my daughter would never date you (not sure why I said that actually) and left with my head held high.

I got into the car feeling great, feeling like a young devil may care man again. Then, as the oven like heat of the inside of the car with only one window working on a 90 degree day hit, as the sweat started to pour, I remembered that I was supposed to get the air con fixed as soon as I got paid.

The moral of the story is..............don't let the bastids grind ya down ha ha. I didn't come all this way to take shit from a guy younger than some of my underpants thank you very much!!

I then got home, got 'cheer up sex' from the fully supportive missus and got bladdered on cheap wine while listening to The Streets. All in all a bloody good day :)