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A few of us are out for dinner on Sat night (Mr and Mrs Tooj and a few others) and we've had to hang fire on booking what time to eat due to the footy. In the end we decided that we'd rather eat early and watch whatever match is on at 19.45hrs!

 

In all honesty, the other 2 girlies aren't that impressed but I want my dinner over with so I can watch the match! :P

 

what a call :thumbup:

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what a call :thumbup:

 

:lol:

 

They're discussing outfits so that they feel like they're on a night out and not just watching the footy. I'll have clothes on and will be watching the footy...

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Argh. Moving on Saturday. Need to pack and stuff, which is fine, just has to be done. But getting the better half to agree on which sofas to buy for the new place is like pulling teeth. I'm happy with whatever, don't really mind how it's laid out even if the living room is a bit of an awkward shape. Whereas he's using 3D imaging software to work out all the permutations and put off the act of actually making a decision. :lol:

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Grounds for divorce in my book. After visiting Auschwitz a strong feeling came to me that if a person's waking moments are consumed by thoughts of sofas and wallpaper (there's a whole list of things), that warrants immediate separation. The fact you're sticking with him through this tells me you've given up, let yourself go--resigned to spending the rest of your life with a gormless, sofa-obsessed nincompoop. Shame on you. That's my 2 cents anyway.

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It's not really advice, and no normal human being should take heed of it. It's just how I feel. If someone chooses to watch the X Factor or Piers Morgan's Life STories repeatedly, or thinks about sofas and shoes and stupid gadgets they'd like to buy, I'm not going to get on with them. Why waste time interacting with these people? Divorce

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Sofas and gadgets are smashing though, when given the appropriate amount of time and consideration. And avoidance tactics are something any of us with a hefty Toontastic post count knows a thing or two about. B)

 

Besides, we're not allowed to marry. :( Which is probably for the best. Imagine the preparations...

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Incidentally, the official DVD has some typically cheap and nasty bits of "commentary" when it comes to the non-Sky games. Right now there appears to be someone called "Rod Legger" playing up front for Wigan.

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I've actually got a bit of a wierd situation going on. This guy I work with (he's 46, single dad) is trying to fix me up with his daughter (she's 18--I'm 24, for the record). He'd said a few weeks ago that I bear a resemblance to Heath Ledger--he's a dopey, laid back kind of guy, and I can imagine him sitting at home smoking weed and watching DVDs of the Dark Knight or whatever it is. I think that's where he got this idea from. Anyway, he came up to me today and said, "Yeah, you do look like Heath Ledger. I told me daughter, "one of the drivers looks like Heath Ledger," and she said, "oh does he? Phwoar I really like Heatrh Ledger."" Unbeknownst to me, this was a prompt for me to ask him for his daughter's number. My actual response was more like, "Oh right." He spoke to me again a short while later and told me she was 18, and asked my age. He thought 6 years was quite an age gap, to which I responded, "No, that's within range."

 

He then continued, "Right, this is as far as I'm going to take it. Have you got Facebook?"

 

"No."

 

"Oh right, neither have I. I was going to say you could add her on that facebook."

 

I told him about me moving down to Enfield in the next few weeks, and that seems to have dampened his enthusiasm. But now I'm intrigued to see what his daughter looks like. I was trying to imagine him with long hair and tits, and it's not a pretty sight. There might be a Fritzlesque situation going on where he only lets her out of the dungeon for 'nice boys'. Either way, the whole approach set my alarm bells ringing.

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As you say, you're on your way out of town. If you can arrange a meeting in a safe haven with no telephone numbers or Facebook details exchanged and a trusted friend and/or colleague and/or family member and/or social worker on a nearby table to listen in for your safeword and/or facial expressions of creeping doom and/or cries of OH GOD NOOOO, I say go for it.

 

Full Joker facepaint is obligatory though. It's clearly what the dad wants.

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:lol:

 

On reflection and taking your advice into consideration, I'm cracking open a bottle of Bulgarian merlot and sticking on the season review DVD.

 

Watched the first half an hour so far.

 

Really annoys me that they show you the score BEFORE the highlights!!!!! I have a crap memory and dont want to know the outcome.

 

Thinking of writing in.

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I'm just curious to know if she's obese.

She definitely is.

 

If she was a stunner her Dad wouldn't be pimping her out to his workmates. He's got so tired of hearing her complain about being a sad fat loner that he's given up the pretense of hope and is now just pushing the weeping disappointment on any mope he can stumble across in his day-to-day life.

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:lol:

 

They're discussing outfits so that they feel like they're on a night out and not just watching the footy. I'll have clothes on and will be watching the footy...

The old "well Cath wants to" line has been trotted out a fair few times in the last few days. ;)

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Splendiferous!

 

Sitting in the sunshine in the garden, pigeons cooing, tits tweeting, planes gently humming and the little laddie playing happily away!

 

And it's pub night.

 

The small things eh CT :)

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Just so happens in life the small things are really the BIG things :)

 

:lol:

 

Im with you, nothing beats a nice relaxing in the countryside.

 

Biked up inot the Dales a couple of weeks ago. At one oint I just got off the bike sat and listened to the sheep and lambs and the odd bird and that was it. No noise and the sun was out, great fresh air etc, perfect :)

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Splendiferous!

 

Sitting in the sunshine in the garden, pigeons cooing, tits tweeting, planes gently humming and the little laddie playing happily away!

 

And it's pub night.

Robbie Savage?

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