Caporegime
I'd kill for both right about now, maybe I'd settle for just an incredibly attractive malt loaf
Looking at this thread, there might be a fair few spare wives knocking about soon too?
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Looking at this thread, there might be a fair few spare wives knocking about soon too?
Soldato
A moist malt loaf I would presume?Looking at this thread, there might be a fair few spare wives knocking about soon too?
Caporegime
A moist malt loaf I would presume?
I feel there may have been a quote/edit conflict here......
Don
I'd kill for both right about now, maybe I'd settle for just an incredibly attractive malt loaf
A moist malt loaf I would presume?
I refer you both back to the second part of #94
Soldato
Are you saying they ate the loaf afterwards?
EDIT: Damn it, I didn't look but this is staying
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You are correct, for some reason when I first read it I read it as his mum so thought 300k was well stingy.
300k from an aunt is actually very generous.
I certainly would not give all my nephews that amount if I won 27 million on the lottery. If I had kids of my own, obviously I would give them quite a large share of it.
Soldato
This thread has the best delivery service... ever
Soldato
I confess that this thread needs more confessions.
Also, I blatantly edited Spuj's signature and rigged the poll for "released from custody without charge" thread
You... Monster
Soldato
Yea exactly, every year you pay slightly less interest and every year you are just a bit better off.
Divide your years left alive into the amount gained, thats how much richer you are this year. Its a one off event in your life, if you are in your twenties then you just gained 6k this year. Congrats but theres zero need for any negative feelings on your new found riches
Soldato
It does feel a lot like the Dear Deidre page.
Early 90s, when I was in my late teens, me and my mates used to hang around a neighbours house during school holidays when her fella was at work. She was hot!
She was married with kids, and had issues with her husband.
One week he went off with his mate, she invited us around. Ended up have a few beers and ended up playing into a true / dare game.
We ended up kissing and something clicked. We stayed awake until the others were asleep then we slept together. It continued on a regular basis for quite a while. We almost once got caught by her fella returning early from work un-announce because he had forgot to pick something up in the morning!
! UPDATE FROM $300k GUY !
After reading the comments I have decided to tell my wife, this should be fun. It isn't every day she will find out she has access to a decent wad of cash.
In response to comments on here. I'm not young, I do have a mortgage which will be paid off in full with the money, when I tell her.
I'd LOVE an 8pack machine but it isn't going to happen lol
300,000 quid given to me IS a lot of cash. we don't live in England so things are cheaper in context.
....and yes you will all find out what happens when I tell her, going to leave it until the weekend when we are having dinner out before the show we are going to see.
My aunt is planning to give most of her money away, over 20million of it. Madness but it is her money so she can do with it whatever way she wans to spend it.
She hasn't given this amount to everyone, I know her better than most as I used to help her around the house fixing things and painting etc. It's more of a "thanks for being a decent nephew" type of payoff.
I'll let Mag know the outcome in due course when things settle down.
After reading the comments I have decided to tell my wife, this should be fun. It isn't every day she will find out she has access to a decent wad of cash.
In response to comments on here. I'm not young, I do have a mortgage which will be paid off in full with the money, when I tell her.
I'd LOVE an 8pack machine but it isn't going to happen lol
300,000 quid given to me IS a lot of cash. we don't live in England so things are cheaper in context.
....and yes you will all find out what happens when I tell her, going to leave it until the weekend when we are having dinner out before the show we are going to see.
My aunt is planning to give most of her money away, over 20million of it. Madness but it is her money so she can do with it whatever way she wans to spend it.
She hasn't given this amount to everyone, I know her better than most as I used to help her around the house fixing things and painting etc. It's more of a "thanks for being a decent nephew" type of payoff.
I'll let Mag know the outcome in due course when things settle down.
Several years ago I had a fling with a work colleague that lasted a couple of months. We used to meet up in places where we wouldnt get spotted by people we knew. So one day I think it was a bank holiday we met in this sleepy village in the middle of nowhere because it had a pub near the station. Anyway after a couple of drinks we were both getting pretty horny so in the absence of any where else to go for privacy, we decided to sneak into the toilets.
I ducked into the gents first to check the coast was clear and then ushered her in. We went into the cubicle (there was only one) and started getting down to business. It must have been late afternoon by this point. However a slight snag was that the lock on the door was broken, so I had to position myself so that I could wedge the door shut to stop anyone walking in on us.
After a while we hear voices in the main room. There was a young boy saying he really needed a poo but his dad (presumably) was saying he'd have to wait as someone was using the toilet. This was a bit of a standoff as obviously we couldn't leave without looking very dodgy (plus dad would have had to explain why there was a woman in the toilet with me)! And presumably they thought whoever was in the loo would be finished soon and come out. So I'm there pushing against the door in case they decide to check if it is in use, all the while we are both desperately trying to stifle our laughter.
Eventually they gave up and left. By this point the old chap had calmed down a bit so she just [REDACTED] with her mouth. I then had to check the coast was clear before we snuck back into the pub, I think we left pretty soon after because it was one of those paranoid situations where you think someone must have sussed you.
I kinda miss those times. There's a few other stories I could tell...
I ducked into the gents first to check the coast was clear and then ushered her in. We went into the cubicle (there was only one) and started getting down to business. It must have been late afternoon by this point. However a slight snag was that the lock on the door was broken, so I had to position myself so that I could wedge the door shut to stop anyone walking in on us.
After a while we hear voices in the main room. There was a young boy saying he really needed a poo but his dad (presumably) was saying he'd have to wait as someone was using the toilet. This was a bit of a standoff as obviously we couldn't leave without looking very dodgy (plus dad would have had to explain why there was a woman in the toilet with me)! And presumably they thought whoever was in the loo would be finished soon and come out. So I'm there pushing against the door in case they decide to check if it is in use, all the while we are both desperately trying to stifle our laughter.
Eventually they gave up and left. By this point the old chap had calmed down a bit so she just [REDACTED] with her mouth. I then had to check the coast was clear before we snuck back into the pub, I think we left pretty soon after because it was one of those paranoid situations where you think someone must have sussed you.
I kinda miss those times. There's a few other stories I could tell...
I have slept with my best friend's younger (6 years younger) sister three times - first time at a party and the second and third time were arranged. What makes it so much worse is that she has been married to a woman for 2 years and is openly gay (not Bi, fully out there). I honestly feel terrible and I often worry about either me or her getting too drunk and spilling the beans by mistake. She is extremely attractive and I don't get much other 'action' so it's difficult to resist. I will probably do it again when she asks.
Dearest Chief Dreadful,
The small tale below is less of a confession, but is still a secret and may perhaps be a small light in this thread of - well - pony ogling weirdos.
I'm the grandchild of a famous Pop/Rock star who first rose to fame in the late 60's. Sadly, this man does not know me.
He left my paternal grandmother, to whom he was married, when she was (knowingly) pregnant with my father in order to pursue his music career. He left her without a penny to her name in a home where she couldn't possibly pay the rent. After she'd recovered from the birth of my father he was raised by his grandparents whilst she went to work so they could all live.
The man is now married (and has been for many years) to another women - he never sought a divorce from my grandmother.
He presents the persona of being a very family orientated man and has used this to further his career to a large extent. He has published a number of autobiographies and been present on many TV shows where he talks of his family and yet, in none of these does he mention his first family that he abandoned.
My father could have, at any time, revealed himself and completely destroyed this mans career and personal life. I could do the same. I've come close on a number of occasions, not out of personal benefit, not out of spite but out of what this man did to my father.
The reason I haven't is simple, the man who raised my father, the man I call grandfather was a brilliant man. I wouldn't swap a single memory of him for all the money in the world and the other man does not deserve the acknowledgement of his relation to me.
The small tale below is less of a confession, but is still a secret and may perhaps be a small light in this thread of - well - pony ogling weirdos.
I'm the grandchild of a famous Pop/Rock star who first rose to fame in the late 60's. Sadly, this man does not know me.
He left my paternal grandmother, to whom he was married, when she was (knowingly) pregnant with my father in order to pursue his music career. He left her without a penny to her name in a home where she couldn't possibly pay the rent. After she'd recovered from the birth of my father he was raised by his grandparents whilst she went to work so they could all live.
The man is now married (and has been for many years) to another women - he never sought a divorce from my grandmother.
He presents the persona of being a very family orientated man and has used this to further his career to a large extent. He has published a number of autobiographies and been present on many TV shows where he talks of his family and yet, in none of these does he mention his first family that he abandoned.
My father could have, at any time, revealed himself and completely destroyed this mans career and personal life. I could do the same. I've come close on a number of occasions, not out of personal benefit, not out of spite but out of what this man did to my father.
The reason I haven't is simple, the man who raised my father, the man I call grandfather was a brilliant man. I wouldn't swap a single memory of him for all the money in the world and the other man does not deserve the acknowledgement of his relation to me.
I am addicted to MMOs. I've played most of them over the previous years and I can't help thinking about new ones that are coming out and how I will level up in them and what class I will play and what gear. When my wife got a job where she earned enough to keep us and our child in a decent life style I faked depression so I could just stay at home and play Elder Scrolls all day. I haven't got the courage to tell her that I don't really have depression and that I lied just so I could game all day. I love leveling and that sense of achievement that you get from getting geared up. It's such a buzz and I'd rather do that than work or spend time with her to be honest. Everyone else is just an inconvenience that just gets in the way.
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I loved Acme for his Toyotas, I secretly caressed his Cat D Celica at night and used to tighten bolts much harder so he would break more stuff.
I miss his threads on that car, so much passion for all that rust. I think he should buy another Cat D Toyota from Small Heath.
Celica is love, Celica is life.
I miss his threads on that car, so much passion for all that rust. I think he should buy another Cat D Toyota from Small Heath.
Celica is love, Celica is life.
My friend slept with a GB athlete who is married with children. This athlete is a national treasure, and this revelation would destroy their public persona.
I want to tell people, or even sell the story, but it would create all sorts of problems for my friend.
I want to tell people, or even sell the story, but it would create all sorts of problems for my friend.
