…. texting your beloved wife/girlfriend/boyfriend/significant other as you leave the pub to ask them if they want owt from the takeaway, and despite them saying ‘no thanks, I’ve had a salad/smoothie/risotto’ actually getting enough in for when they inevitably nick half your chips and kebab
Your examples of undying love and commitment please…
Not getting so pissed on a Wednesday that you forget what day it is.
Not getting so pissed on a Wednesday that you forget what day it is.
Oof! 🤣🤣
Despite her saying at 6am today 'I don't want any prosecco tonight', knowing that when she got in at 8pm she will inhale a bottle.
all around you
Love is just a chemical reaction that compels animals to breed. It hits hard, then it slowly fades, leaving you stranded in a failing marriage.
To be fair to Binners it is my Friday night, but he didn’t bring me any chips
Binners, that's not love mate that's just self interest. I do the same as you but it's not because I love her it's because I don't wanna lose half me scran.
A few years ago I cycled 9 miles home from work one Sunday winters night in sleet. Got home and there was a bottle of Talisker on the kitchen worktop. That'll warm you up she said...
Mister-P wrote:
Love is just a chemical reaction that compels animals to breed. It hits hard, then it slowly fades, leaving you stranded in a failing marriage.
You sir are a poet and a philosopher
Your examples of undying love and commitment please…
She's still sticking with me after 27 years....
.... contagious
Not getting so pissed on a Wednesday that you forget what day it is.
I’m done for the weekend. It’s Friday in my world 😃
Love is...like surviving a perfect,beautiful train wreck,every day.
A bit like Source Code,but with less gore.
in the air... The smell of chips! 😆
Pretty sure Frankie Boyle has a joke about paying for sex with chips.
Like oxygen - you get too much you get too high
Pretty sure Frankie Boyle has a joke about paying for sex with chips
That the only two places where this is possible are Las Vegas and Southend?
On our 17th (I think) anniversary this year I will be getting lashed.
In a pub on the opposite side of the world to my wife.
The best bit is, if I don’t remind her she’ll probably forget anyway.
Given I ‘proposed’ while ironing a shirt for work one morning I guess it fits the pattern.
in the past.
Given I ‘proposed’ while ironing a shirt for work one morning I guess it fits the pattern.
Our 20th wedding anniversary this year. I've still not actually proposed - the holiday I was planning to propose on somehow became our honeymoon, in a process I'm still not sure I understand.
We always remember the date though. It was the day England beat Argentina in the 2002 World Cup. We just have to Google that.
… sandy toes and salty kisses
..the easiest thing in the world when you meet the right person.
an intangible artificial construct, invented by humans to explain purpose and belonging
Better than a warm trombone
when blown
.....being sent an "upskirt" selfie to tempt you home, and replying "If you're still in the kebab shop will you get me a can of Sprite?"
Taking on your daughter's step-children as a grand-parent type. (Learning about neuro-diverse behaviours on the hoof is exciting).
@Scapegoat Mrs Sandwich gave a great guffaw!
Live update:
....not being too upset when they fall asleep and snore loudly through some crap programme they put on, but wake up the moment you make a move for the TV remote....
…..being sent an “upskirt” selfie to tempt you home, and replying “If you’re still in the kebab shop will you get me a can of Sprite?”
Well, I assume you're not in Las Vegas so...
Love is altering your life, forever compromising and filtering what you really think.
Watch the film About Schmidt for how I see my life at retirement.
Handfeeding canned dog food to the family dog and cleaning up the mix of drool and "food" afterwards, day after day, without gloves or complaint!
going to bed by 10 pm and getting home by 1 am
salty kisses
Snowballing?
Love is altering your life, forever compromising and filtering what you really think.
Love is being with someone where neither of you have to do any of those things.
What you're describing there is abuse.
