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| Had meeting with an old friend and we ended up having loads of drink and chats about women and why they give us so much grief. Constantly they make demands about going out with their friends and having a good time when all you want to do is have a game of strip poker with her friends and stuff the chit chat about Sharon’s new boss!
Unless your girlfriends friends have boyfriends who like to play poker or having a bet you know the conversations descends into ‘I only buy a lottery ticket..blah…blah…blah’, meaning ’christ, you’re a waste of space fella’ and ’why don’t you get a job you idiot’ . The thing is yes there are days when I lose and lose a lot but then there are days when I win and I win a lot. It just means the days I take my girl out has to tie in with my winning days or she will just have to wait. Don’t get me wrong I do spend time with her but there are times when I have to work and when I have to work is usually the time she wants to go out as my income depends on other guys and increasingly girls working to build up a bank so I can liberate them from the burden of having to carrying all that cash around with them. At the moment I am having a bad run and this gives the ‘Joe Bloggs’ of this world the excuse they need to justify their existence and to poo poo mine. Ah well all I have to do is flash a smile to his missus who I already bedded a couple of months ago while he was working and she was upset with him and his online relationship with his client secretary – the mug. Fancy that your missus does the dirty on you because you had ‘text sex’ with a bird. I know which type of sex I prefer….. |
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