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Originally Posted by Squint
If she is still keen down Rose Street get her plastered back to yours. Job done!!
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That reminds me of my first 'date' when I younger. We got absolutely leathered on Strongbow and ended up back at her flat that looked like a bomb had hit it. lol. We enjoyed a squalid, post-coital fried egg sandwich afterwards and she had no milk in so she made me a cup of Slimfast instead. Due to my lack of carnal knowledge at that time, I'm almost certain she spent more time frying the egg than I spent on her! We spent the rest of the evening arguing with REM's latest album playing in the background. It all seemed so romantic at the time. I'm laughing my head off here just remembering.
Anybody got any other stories to tell?