bugger the tramp-juice.

i woke up in bed alone,
wich,
is fine.

found wife on the living-room floor under a blanket.
not so fine.

i hope i didn't get arssie last night,
maybe i got hornie,

nah,
no way.

will find out later.

and it's her birthday.

So many possibilities, this thread could become legendary in a minimum number of posts. Has all the potential of a Garcia Marquez novel, keep us posted, Eric.

Did you catch her in bed with chillin (straddlers only )

I'll go for...... you got in bed, dropped off as soon as your head hit the pillow, disturbed the wife with some loud , she got pissed off took a blanket and went downstairs to finnish of her





Day out today, so whatever your doing be good and be happy.

she was waiting for you to join her, to make wild passionate love in front of the fire, as her birthday treat, but she fell into a slumber only expectant lovers know. or

you pissed the bed and she couldn't be arsed to flip the mattress over.

Bert wrote:So many possibilities, this thread could become legendary in a minimum number of posts. Has all the potential of a Garcia Marquez novel, keep us posted, Eric.

or a Shameless episode.

bitofatwat wrote:I'll go for...... you got in bed, dropped off as soon as your head hit the pillow, disturbed the wife with some loud , she got pissed off took a blanket and went downstairs to finnish of her





Day out today, so whatever your doing be good and be happy.

yep,
that's the one.

and another thing.
i didn't check the back of her birthday for price-sticker.
maybe there wasn't one.
should've looked though eh?
oh well,
such is life.
i was pissed,
a drunk can't think of everything.