I woke up this morning and found half a kebab lying on my living room floor. The other half of the kebab was sprawled over my sofa. I ate the half that was lying over the sofa before going to work.
Plus, only an amateur would leave the other half on the floor. Or maybe he's having that for his tea?
Plenty of time mate, don't rush into anything. For **** sake don't listen to Beyonce, "If you like it you shoulda outta ring on it". **** that, if you like it take it down to Pandora every other month.
Make my words, when you get down to brass stacks it doesn't take rocket appliances to get two birds stoned at once. It's clear who makes the pants in this relationship, and sometimes you just have to swallow your prize and accept the fax, instead of making a half-harded effort. You might have to come to this conclusion through denial and error but I swear on my mother's mating name that when you put the petal to the medal you will pass with flying carpets like it's a peach of cake.
