He is a bit like an annoying wasp in the summer when you are trying to have a Bar-B-Q isn't he. The one that never leaves you alone even when you think he has buzzed off into the sunset. You give it a crack with a rolled up newspaper and 5 minutes later it is back around your ear. Not invited but doesn't know when to leave. It was a cracking game from an Argyle perspective and the goals were all decent ones as an added bit of cream. There was almost a stunned atmosphere for a while where people thought they must be dreaming and after the games we have had to put up with so far this season you cannot blame them for that. People buzzing at half time but speculating if they could cock this one up. Shows how much expectation has sunk. Great debutes from all of the new boys and now all they have to do is repeat the dose another 15 times and we will be well safe. I don't think many will be reaching for the Champagne just yet as we have seen false dawns too many times over the last 3 seasons.
May I say that Gat is the only one who is likely to say how fetching you look in your Christmas attire mouldy. Is that mistletoe I see strategically placed? Hope it isn't holly.
No Sensible its rudolf. Can't go anywhere near mistletoe for fear of the wife. She goes all lovey dovey on me and I don't get any dinner! :
Yes I think so, done it twice , 2 kids, job done and time for a cup of tea. Romantic my middle name you know.
I can do romantic but apparently not very well. The other night I snuggled down under the douvet and thought I'd give her a cuddle. No other motive just a cuddle. After about 5 minutes this demonic voice demanded "did you have to fart". I mean come on, I never professed to being perfect but why always pick on something to criticise.
I was always told to share things when I was young. So when I fart in bed I always waft the douvet so she can share the experience. Don't know why but she always complains!
At the risk of repeating myself ........... it truly warms the cockles of your heart to know that romance isnt yet quite dead judging by the comments on here
Yes not quite dead.............about 5ft 11in below ground maybe .........but not quite dead yet,......and she a good GSG girl too.
I take after my dad I think on the romance side of life. Not long after he died my wife and I were at my mother's flat and she had a single red plastic rose in one of those slim line vases and I asked her where she got it. She told me my dad had bought it for her one valentines evening at a social club then went to. "That's nice" I said, "never knew he was romantically inclind like that". She huffed and replied "Yes he bought it for me and told me that if I looked after it I could get it out every valentines and he wouldn't have to waste another quid again". Now I call that practical but somehow neither my Mrs nor my mother could quite see the point. That is the moral to the story. He buys her a rose and she isn't satisfied. They always want more.
I must admit I do buy her flowers on a regular basis, important dates like big Argyle wins,birthdays, aniversaries and things like that.
..apart from bithdays and aniversaries you're on fairly safe ground there mouldy.....(take cover and wait fot exocet)
Not really Milton. Interflora would have gone bankrupt over the last few years if that was the case. Argyle wins are rarer than women getting older than 30. But watch this space as mouldy's local flower shop are with anticipation.
Evening lads hope you are all ok ..... as there isn't any footy this weekend I'm off for a girlie (I use the term loosely lol) weekend to London, hope you all behave yourself while I am away .... oh and Mouldy we have a hen party here tomorrow night and they have asked for you in your christmas attire to be head barman .... have fun
