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07 September 2005, 18:48 UTC#1
[Warning: Do Not Read If Not Totally Obsessed With My Personal Life....You WILL Find This Boring Otherwise. And Probably Even If You Are Obsessed, You'll Still Pause Reading For A Wank Halfway Through]
Ok, so its my girlfriend's of 6 months' 17th birthday tomorrow (8th September), and since I'm a sweet and generous guy, not totally unlike John Travolta in the hit movie Grease (External image not preserved — inspect source: http://images.amazon.com/images/P/6300213668.01._PE10_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg) I decided to surprise her with a trip to the West End production of Fame. £46 EDIT: EACH, best seats in house. Since her birthday is on a Thursday, and she told me she is busy this weekend, I booked it for Saturday 24th September. Now, I've got some smarts, I know that I can't just turn up to her house on the day and say "Get my dick out your mouth, tramp, I'm taking you to a show!". So I phoned her after booking and said "Don't book anything for Saturday 24th". She replies "But I've got work that day."
Since the show starts at 3pm, theres no way she'll make it. So I tell her what I had planned, she feels really bad, I feel like ripping my testicles off and plunging them down my throat to end the pain. So now I have to book ANOTHER set of tickets for a different day and GIVE my mum n sister the original pair. FUCK AND BUGGER AND BOLLOCKING CUNT!!!
P.S: Oh yeah, I won't be posting on here so much. The internet on my computer is down for the foreseable future, and I'm just using my dads every now n again. That's the minge in between, by the way.
Ok, so its my girlfriend's of 6 months' 17th birthday tomorrow (8th September), and since I'm a sweet and generous guy, not totally unlike John Travolta in the hit movie Grease (External image not preserved — inspect source: http://images.amazon.com/images/P/6300213668.01._PE10_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg) I decided to surprise her with a trip to the West End production of Fame. £46 EDIT: EACH, best seats in house. Since her birthday is on a Thursday, and she told me she is busy this weekend, I booked it for Saturday 24th September. Now, I've got some smarts, I know that I can't just turn up to her house on the day and say "Get my dick out your mouth, tramp, I'm taking you to a show!". So I phoned her after booking and said "Don't book anything for Saturday 24th". She replies "But I've got work that day."
Since the show starts at 3pm, theres no way she'll make it. So I tell her what I had planned, she feels really bad, I feel like ripping my testicles off and plunging them down my throat to end the pain. So now I have to book ANOTHER set of tickets for a different day and GIVE my mum n sister the original pair. FUCK AND BUGGER AND BOLLOCKING CUNT!!!
P.S: Oh yeah, I won't be posting on here so much. The internet on my computer is down for the foreseable future, and I'm just using my dads every now n again. That's the minge in between, by the way.
