I got a phone call from a gorgeous ex-girlfriend of mine the other day. We lost track of time, chatting about the wild nights we used to enjoy together. I couldn’t believe it when she asked if I’d like to meet up and maybe rekindle a little of that magic. "Wow!", I said, "I don’t know if I could keep pace with you now! I’m a bit older and a bit balder than when you last saw me!" She giggled and said she was sure I’d meet the challenge! "Yeah", I said, "just so long as you don’t mind a man with a waistband that’s a few inches wider these days!" She laughed and told me to stop being so silly! She teased me, saying that she thought tubby bald men were cute! "Anyway, I’ve put on a couple of pounds myself!" she giggled ...so I told her to **** off.
Friday ... Few pints after work Saturday ... **** all Sunday ... Wife's cousin up from Devon, went out for a meal n a bevvy Monday ... All day wedding , pished! Today ... ****ed
Disappointed my so called friends on here are liking my suicide threats You're supposed to talk me out of it fellas. It's a cry for help for pity's sake
