Conversation went something like this:
Me: 'you don't give a shit'
Him: 'I do give a shit, btw bewbs'
Me: 'ok don't do it again'
Him: 'you're a crazy lady'
Followed by sending me this:
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My mother was right :cry1:
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Conversation went something like this:
Me: 'you don't give a shit'
Him: 'I do give a shit, btw bewbs'
Me: 'ok don't do it again'
Him: 'you're a crazy lady'
Followed by sending me this:
Attachment 99513
My mother was right :cry1:
First it comes out that you were once an acquaintance with Dave, now you are posting sentences that end in STD. While the first is far moreembapathetic, at least antibiotics will get rid of the second.
Unfortunately, the former doesn't realize when it's time to stop hanging around your ass...
The best way for a female to jump into an inquisition is to begin with stating everything she's done wrong that day or perhaps earlier that week (relative to the model perfectum of a slave girl), without posing questions that demand answers. If the man is upset, he'll confirm or shrug off the the stream of self-lashing. If there's nothing wrong, she'll just seem like a self-loathing manic for the hour, he may or may not console her.
-from the misogynist help desk (we're here to help the emotionally encumbered women with their petty grievances)
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I didn't really understand any of that Macky. Also I wasn't aware that men could generate complex emotions of that sort :idunno:
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He sent you something depicting you as his wife.
That can only mean that he wants to marry you. We men are famously skilled at never alluding to or talking about anything within seven degrees of separation of getting married if our girlie-friend is within eavesdropping distance.
So given that and given wiminz always, always, say yes;
I want to come.
No wai.
And also, If he knew of your pre-existing marital status, there can only mean that he's a muslim and is planning on spiriting you away to Egypt or Birmingham.
So am I invited or not. I don't need a plus won because I'm planning on ragging one of your bridesmaids, please bear this in mind when selecting them.
Blue eyes, dark hair, not fat and < 25. haithanq.
That's stretching it a bit, no one dates gingers on purpose :ermm:
And, well, I do prefer them but I'm hardly going to ask for an invite to your funeral. It's just not the done thing.
I'll just turn up and introduce myself to your parents as the very rich potential husband who got away. They'll think better of you.
It'll be my gift to the evanescence of your existence.
Tell me about it. He has a giant beard as well sometimes, which I think is just taking the piss. Be ginger, fine, but don't rub my face in it.
I'm not having a funeral, or another wedding come to think of it, so we'll just have to think of some other pretext for you to fuck my friends and impress my parents under :smilie4:
You could always hold a funeral for the proposal, rub something else in his face for once in spite.
Le sigh