Her manifestation was one of pure chance. I was driving on the smaller roads on my return home and happened by her old neighborhood, took a small detour to swing by. I was baffled by it so much that I created this thread shortly after arriving home.
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Drunken plans always sound less gooder when you are sober. :dabs:
I know what I say about perspectives and since I fully appreciate the concept, what 'they' say is of little moment.
I prefer your invective when it paints a more disturbing picture in my mind's eye.
I may not have driven for 10 years, and may still be classed as perfectly capable of operating a ve-hi-cle, but I passed with only 4 minor faults, so you can shove it up yer bum.
I am actually drunk right now, but you can still shove it up yer bum.
The internet, like golf, is just the symptom. You never meet anyone doing either excessively who is happily married. Ditto toilets, allotments and sheds come to think of it. The places men run to avoid us :no:
Us? I do the running, you filthy pedal.
Stop catagorising me as a gbf or something else :fist:
Were you rly drunk at like eleven btw?
That's a bit naughty.
Would it make things simpler to just say I'm a married bachelor? Not the psychological archetype, just the matter-of-fact type.