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maudlin. Now there is a word I didnt know, had to look it up. Its a wonderful new adjective to describe the woe-is-me, forced loneliness dudes crying in their pillows about how Dating Apps ruined sex for average men.
Congrats on your kills and butchering Branched. I hope you can spice up the meat and get some great nourishment this winter.
easy on the jet fuel but take a BIG PULL for me pal. I have to stick to apple juice. LOL
No, cause I don’t want a memory like yours.I don’t drink spirits at home. Mainly ale.I used to drink Whisky straight when I went nightclubbing, but it was sending me crazy.Did have a straight short actually three weeks ago at a friends, but couldn’t have anymore as I was driving.
I’ll have a bourbon every now and then, but I don’t care much for whiskey. As you know, gin is my favorite drink. May have a bourbon this evening however, with the freezing temps and howling winds outside.
I love me a good Whisky. Gin is for girls.
I like a dark rum as well.
Tried a ale a few weeks ago called “Doone” Beautiful stuff!Gin isn’t for girls, you dick lickin’ buffoon. Women hate gin. They like vodka, which is probably something you like to drink. Gin is a man’s drink for sure.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
No, cause I don’t want a memory like yours.I don’t drink spirits at home. Mainly ale.I used to drink Whisky straight when I went nightclubbing, but it was sending me crazy.Did have a straight short actually three weeks ago at a friends, but couldn’t have anymore as I was driving.
I’ll have a bourbon every now and then, but I don’t care much for whiskey. As you know, gin is my favorite drink. May have a bourbon this evening however, with the freezing temps and howling winds outside.
I love me a good Whisky. Gin is for girls.I like a dark rum as well.Tried a ale a few weeks ago called “Doone” Beautiful stuff!
Gin isn’t for girls, you dick lickin’ buffoon. Women hate gin. They like vodka, which is probably something you like to drink. Gin is a man’s drink for sure.
You absolute fackin bell-end.
What is G&T humpty dumpty!Keep guzzling a maidens beverage matey!
maudlin. Now there is a word I didnt know, had to look it up. Its a wonderful new adjective to describe the woe-is-me, forced loneliness dudes crying in their pillows about how Dating Apps ruined sex for average men.
Congrats on your kills and butchering Branched. I hope you can spice up the meat and get some great nourishment this winter.easy on the jet fuel but take a BIG PULL for me pal. I have to stick to apple juice. LOLThis word will be used in a forthcoming poem Mr Tit.
Mr Branch won’t divulge his shire. Both he and Worm are scared, and they haven’t even seen me in all my glorious form!
I drink cows milk and apple juice. They produce large and domineering specimens like me who can shoot sperm over 2 meters high. Aye boy, that aint talk. I can blow out a whole birthday cake with my powerful trouser wind. Dont fvck with me.
I drink cows milk and apple juice. They produce large and domineering specimens like me who can shoot sperm over 2 meters high. Aye boy, that aint talk. I can blow out a whole birthday cake with my powerful trouser wind. Dont fvck with me.
These pictures are great!
You need to produce a little pit.
C~~~pit?why do people suck at online Spades. They cant BID for sh!t and cant read their partners intent for sh!t either. Damn idiots.
such are the 1st world problems of a bored failing businessman with nothing to do all day but rant about sh!t no one cares about online and play cards… is it lunchtime yet?why do people suck at online Spades. They cant BID for sh!t and cant read their partners intent for sh!t either. Damn idiots.such are the 1st world problems of a bored failing businessman with nothing to do all day but rant about sh!t no one cares about online and play cards… is it lunchtime yet?
Just had my dinner in bedsit sh*tty.
I used to play online pool. Too sedate for me!Business slow for you?
If you have a bog lunch make sure you burn it off later. Don’t want you to get a girth the same size of that non-worth.No, cause I don’t want a memory like yours.I don’t drink spirits at home. Mainly ale.I used to drink Whisky straight when I went nightclubbing, but it was sending me crazy.Did have a straight short actually three weeks ago at a friends, but couldn’t have anymore as I was driving.
I’ll have a bourbon every now and then, but I don’t care much for whiskey. As you know, gin is my favorite drink. May have a bourbon this evening however, with the freezing temps and howling winds outside.
I love me a good Whisky. Gin is for girls.I like a dark rum as well.Tried a ale a few weeks ago called “Doone” Beautiful stuff!
Gin isn’t for girls, you dick lickin’ buffoon. Women hate gin. They like vodka, which is probably something you like to drink. Gin is a man’s drink for sure.
You absolute fackin bell-end.What is G&T humpty dumpty!
Keep guzzling a maidens beverage matey!Gin and tonic is a man’s drink. I’ve never seen a woman order one of those. Women like those damn sickening sweet drinks……..which usually contain rum, little Miss Cancer.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
why do people suck at online Spades. They cant BID for sh!t and cant read their partners intent for sh!t either. Damn idiots.such are the 1st world problems of a bored failing businessman with nothing to do all day but rant about sh!t no one cares about online and play cards… is it lunchtime yet?
I love playing Spades. A favorite card game of mine. That’s the only time I had fun in my marriage. Playing Spades with my wife and her parents was one of the only few times I wasn’t miserable hanging around them. Not as much fun playing on line. Same with chess. I like to play in person.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
No, cause I don’t want a memory like yours.I don’t drink spirits at home. Mainly ale.I used to drink Whisky straight when I went nightclubbing, but it was sending me crazy.Did have a straight short actually three weeks ago at a friends, but couldn’t have anymore as I was driving.
I’ll have a bourbon every now and then, but I don’t care much for whiskey. As you know, gin is my favorite drink. May have a bourbon this evening however, with the freezing temps and howling winds outside.
I love me a good Whisky. Gin is for girls.I like a dark rum as well.Tried a ale a few weeks ago called “Doone” Beautiful stuff!
Gin isn’t for girls, you dick lickin’ buffoon. Women hate gin. They like vodka, which is probably something you like to drink. Gin is a man’s drink for sure.
You absolute fackin bell-end.What is G&T humpty dumpty!Keep guzzling a maidens beverage matey!
Gin and tonic is a man’s drink. I’ve never seen a woman order one of those. Women like those damn sickening sweet drinks……..which usually contain rum, little Miss Cancer.
I’ll rum you up the bum, and then spunk on that enormous tum.
It’s like talking to a plank of wood.
When do you think you are going to have a scooby?That is a nice looking Sika stag Gravel pit. Sadly for me these have yet to come into my area but I look forward to getting one, one day. They come from Japan but like so many imported species in this country, there is now a healthy wild population of them in some areas. I wonder if I will one day get to see one of your White tails in the flesh? They are all over the internet in hunting videos and one almost feels its a deer one knows even though I have never seen one in my life.
Colin, I am willing to meet you some time. Just have to think of a way to exchange contact details with people that doesn’t mean plastering them all over a forum. Its worth thinking out relatively soon if this site is going down in the new year.
We have a rhyme here, “gin makes you maudlin, whiskey makes you frisky, brandy makes you randy, beer makes you queer”. I can be partial to a poof juice (what we used to call G and T when I was a lad) but it does seem to make one maudlin if one has more than one or two. Beer does mimic estrogen somehow, so maybe it makes you queer but I am really not sure about whiskey and brandy.
Here G and T is a posh bird’s drink mainly. Men will drink it on a summer afternoon, usually in mixed company but drinking it at other times, usually means a man is feeling down. I do like the taste, and I am not saying it is poof juice just that here it is not a man’s drink as much as a woman’s I think. Just cultural difference. We don’t like things as sweet as you US folk do and so even our women (at least the educated ones) like more bitter flavours.
So guys, here’s the story of how I never got a glass of whisky today. Of course the answer is because females. The lady whose daughter told the school that father Christmas is dead, her aunt died yesterday. This lady is the only female that I still have any real dealing with, aside from my daughters. I continue to deal with her because she needs me. (A relationship between a man and a woman will continue while the female derives sufficient benefit from it…) You can’t just walk away from your child’s parent because you were selfish without it hurting your child. But I do reflect that it always costs me every interaction and I derive virtually no benefit. So anyway I felt I should go round and take her out to lunch. She is on her own, far enough away from family that she will not get to the funeral and prone to be lonely at the best of times and bereavement always hits her hard. So I go round to hers but she is not in. Eventually I locate her at a friend’s she met at church that morning (handy having the leisure to bother god in weekdays is handy for these ladies). I drive to the friend’s. Time is spent talking about nothing. The women decide to exchange cooking ingredients. That’s nice. But what can my lady offer in exchange for flour and vegetables? -“WE have a lot of venison” my lady says. So I agree to give away some venison. My lady then tells her friend that I should buy her a car so I do not need to collect her. I say she should get a job. She says in a moderately light hearted tone that she will become a feminist if I am not kind to her. I tell her in a similar tone that if she does that then I will ignore her and all the benefit she derives from me (complaint worthy though it may be) will cease. Eventually I escape the friend’s. (The friend is very nice but what benefit do I derive from the interaction?).
I take the lady to a late lunch (at Whetherspoons of course because I am cheap). She talks a lot and then we go back to her house. All of a sudden it is time to get our daughter from school. We collect our daughter and then the lady says she needs electricity on her key metre. Sainsbury’s machine is not working and she has no car so I drive her around till she finds a shop that will put electricity on a key (of course I do not pay but I still seem to be needed to get anything done). Then I go home. I get venison stew out of the fridge left over from last night. Put it on the hob but there is not time to finish it because I must get my daughter who lives with me from her school friend’s house where she has gone for dinner. I collect my daughter but the mother wants to say something or other, so I have to go into the house and talk more. I finally get home, re-heat my stew and come here. That is all I have done since 11.00 in the morning. I lost an afternoon and half an evening to females. It cost me lunch for two at whetherspoons and some venison. What did it get me? Nothing of any benefit at all. Now these were all good women that I met with. All the interactions were good. But what did I get that was of value? That is the problem today. They really can’t do anything for you but they want/ need so much from you just to be happy enough to get through the day without crying.
A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own
why do people suck at online Spades. They cant BID for sh!t and cant read their partners intent for sh!t either. Damn idiots.such are the 1st world problems of a bored failing businessman with nothing to do all day but rant about sh!t no one cares about online and play cards… is it lunchtime yet?
Just had my dinner in bedsit sh*tty.I used to play online pool. Too sedate for me!
Business slow for you?If you have a bog lunch make sure you burn it off later. Don’t want you to get a girth the same size of that non-worth.What did you have for dinner this evening? I had fried chicken and potato salad and slaw last night, though I can’t remember too much of it as I must have consumed too many coktails before ordering the meal.
When I get home tonight, I believe I’ll have meatloaf and mashed potatoes and gravy……….or maybe leftover sloppy joes.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
That is a nice looking Sika stag Gravel pit. Sadly for me these have yet to come into my area but I look forward to getting one, one day. They come from Japan but like so many imported species in this country, there is now a healthy wild population of them in some areas. I wonder if I will one day get to see one of your White tails in the flesh? They are all over the internet in hunting videos and one almost feels its a deer one knows even though I have never seen one in my life.
Colin, I am willing to meet you some time. Just have to think of a way to exchange contact details with people that doesn’t mean plastering them all over a forum. Its worth thinking out relatively soon if this site is going down in the new year.
We have a rhyme here, “gin makes you maudlin, whiskey makes you frisky, brandy makes you randy, beer makes you queer”. I can be partial to a poof juice (what we used to call G and T when I was a lad) but it does seem to make one maudlin if one has more than one or two. Beer does mimic estrogen somehow, so maybe it makes you queer but I am really not sure about whiskey and brandy.
So guys, here’s the story of how I ever got a glass of whisky today. Of course the answer is because females. The lady whose daughter told the school that father Christmas is dead, her aunt died yesterday. This lady is the only female that I still have any real dealing with, aside from my daughters. I continue to deal with her because she needs me. (A relationship between a man and a woman will continue while the female derives sufficient benefit from it…) You can’t just walk away from your child’s parent because you were selfish without it hurting your child. But I do reflect that it always costs me every interaction and I derive virtually no benefit. So anyway I felt I should go round and take her out to lunch. She is on her own, far enough away from family that she will not get to the funeral and prone to be lonely at the best of times and bereavement always hits her hard. So I go round to hers but she is not in. Eventually I locate her at a friend’s she met at church that morning (handy having the leisure to bother god in weekdays is handy for these ladies). I drive to the friend’s. Time is spent talking about nothing. The women decide to exchange cooking ingredients. That’s nice. But what can my lady offer in exchange for flour and vegetables? -“WE have a lot of venison” my lady says. So I agree to give away some venison. My lady then tells her friend that I should buy her a car so I do not need to collect her. I say she should get a job. She says in a moderately light hearted tone that she will become a feminist if I am not kind to her. I tell her in a similar tone that if she does that then I will ignore her and all the benefit she derives from me (complaint worthy though it may be) will cease. Eventually I escape the friend’s. (The friend is very nice but what benefit do I derive from the interaction?).
I take the lady to a late lunch (at Whetherspoons of course because I am cheap). She talks a lot and then we go back to her house. All of a sudden it is time to get our daughter from school. We collect our daughter and then the lady says she needs electricity on her key metre. Sainsbury’s machine is not working and she has no car so I drive her around till she finds a shop that will put electricity on a key (of course I do not pay but I still seem to be needed to get anything done). Then I go home. I get venison stew out of the fridge left over from last night. Put it on the hob but there is not time to finish it because I must get my daughter who lives with me from her school friend’s house where she has gone for dinner. I collect my daughter but the mother wants to say something or other, so I have to go into the house and talk more. I finally get home, re-heat my stew and come here. That is all I have done since 11.00 in the morning. I lost an afternoon and half an evening to females. It cost me lunch for two at whetherspoons and some venison. What did it get me? Nothing of any benefit at all. Now these were all good women that I met with. All the interactions were good. But what did I get that was of value? That is the problem today. They really can’t do anything for you but they want/ need so much from you just to be happy enough to get through the day without crying.Man, what a wasted day. You need to stop worrying about her needs and stay the hell away from her, especially if you never benefit anything at all from it.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
That is a nice looking Sika stag Gravel pit. Sadly for me these have yet to come into my area but I look forward to getting one, one day. They come from Japan but like so many imported species in this country, there is now a healthy wild population of them in some areas. I wonder if I will one day get to see one of your White tails in the flesh? They are all over the internet in hunting videos and one almost feels its a deer one knows even though I have never seen one in my life.
Colin, I am willing to meet you some time. Just have to think of a way to exchange contact details with people that doesn’t mean plastering them all over a forum. Its worth thinking out relatively soon if this site is going down in the new year.
We have a rhyme here, “gin makes you maudlin, whiskey makes you frisky, brandy makes you randy, beer makes you queer”. I can be partial to a poof juice (what we used to call G and T when I was a lad) but it does seem to make one maudlin if one has more than one or two. Beer does mimic estrogen somehow, so maybe it makes you queer but I am really not sure about whiskey and brandy.
So guys, here’s the story of how I ever got a glass of whisky today. Of course the answer is because females. The lady whose daughter told the school that father Christmas is dead, her aunt died yesterday. This lady is the only female that I still have any real dealing with, aside from my daughters. I continue to deal with her because she needs me. (A relationship between a man and a woman will continue while the female derives sufficient benefit from it…) You can’t just walk away from your child’s parent because you were selfish without it hurting your child. But I do reflect that it always costs me every interaction and I derive virtually no benefit. So anyway I felt I should go round and take her out to lunch. She is on her own, far enough away from family that she will not get to the funeral and prone to be lonely at the best of times and bereavement always hits her hard. So I go round to hers but she is not in. Eventually I locate her at a friend’s she met at church that morning (handy having the leisure to bother god in weekdays is handy for these ladies). I drive to the friend’s. Time is spent talking about nothing. The women decide to exchange cooking ingredients. That’s nice. But what can my lady offer in exchange for flour and vegetables? -“WE have a lot of venison” my lady says. So I agree to give away some venison. My lady then tells her friend that I should buy her a car so I do not need to collect her. I say she should get a job. She says in a moderately light hearted tone that she will become a feminist if I am not kind to her. I tell her in a similar tone that if she does that then I will ignore her and all the benefit she derives from me (complaint worthy though it may be) will cease. Eventually I escape the friend’s. (The friend is very nice but what benefit do I derive from the interaction?).
I take the lady to a late lunch (at Whetherspoons of course because I am cheap). She talks a lot and then we go back to her house. All of a sudden it is time to get our daughter from school. We collect our daughter and then the lady says she needs electricity on her key metre. Sainsbury’s machine is not working and she has no car so I drive her around till she finds a shop that will put electricity on a key (of course I do not pay but I still seem to be needed to get anything done). Then I go home. I get venison stew out of the fridge left over from last night. Put it on the hob but there is not time to finish it because I must get my daughter who lives with me from her school friend’s house where she has gone for dinner. I collect my daughter but the mother wants to say something or other, so I have to go into the house and talk more. I finally get home, re-heat my stew and come here. That is all I have done since 11.00 in the morning. I lost an afternoon and half an evening to females. It cost me lunch for two at whetherspoons and some venison. What did it get me? Nothing of any benefit at all. Now these were all good women that I met with. All the interactions were good. But what did I get that was of value? That is the problem today. They really can’t do anything for you but they want/ need so much from you just to be happy enough to get through the day without crying.Evening Mr Branch. Yes, a meeting must become. I agree, we must be charry in giving out details publicly. Can you send private messages(I can’t).
One way is to give you a phone number. You then text me, and I will throw away said number and then send you my usable number.Rather you than me regarding the above scenario. I suppose when having children, one must still interact with both Mother and other women in the vicinity.
We have a Whetherspoons here. Full of daytime drunks chasing their dreams down a pint glass. Good call though taking her there as it’s cheap as chips.why do people suck at online Spades. They cant BID for sh!t and cant read their partners intent for sh!t either. Damn idiots.such are the 1st world problems of a bored failing businessman with nothing to do all day but rant about sh!t no one cares about online and play cards… is it lunchtime yet?
Just had my dinner in bedsit sh*tty.I used to play online pool. Too sedate for me!Business slow for you?If you have a bog lunch make sure you burn it off later. Don’t want you to get a girth the same size of that non-worth.
What did you have for dinner this evening? I had fried chicken and potato salad and slaw last night, though I can’t remember too much of it as I must have consumed too many coktails before ordering the meal.
When I get home tonight, I believe I’ll have meatloaf and mashed potatoes and gravy……….or maybe leftover sloppy joes.Nothing as good as yours was.
A jacket potato for lunch(with a flapjack).
Dinner was a protein bar with a pasty and a Belgian chocolate mousse.
Supper will be 4eggs on bread with orange juice.
Had two 330ml ales as well.Yeah, on paper it makes total sense to pull the plug but the thing is she is not a bad woman and what is my daughter going to think if I just vanish from her life? If I remain on the scene it costs me. I get sex and food cooked. These things are both done well in this case but honestly, no matter how well done such things are they are not worth what one puts in. Its for “family” that I do it. (As I think many men do). She has only ever been good to me. She is a good woman but the sad fact is that doesn’t do much when what you really in a busy hard working life is time and money.
What I can say is I will not embark on another relationship as far as I can see now. I can’t say if or when I will get free but I will use my freedom well if it comes.
A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own
We have a rhyme here, “gin makes you maudlin, whiskey makes you frisky, brandy makes you randy, beer makes you queer”. I can be partial to a poof juice (what we used to call G and T when I was a lad) but it does seem to make one maudlin if one has more than one or two. Beer does mimic estrogen somehow, so maybe it makes you queer but I am really not sure about whiskey and brandy.
Here G and T is a posh bird’s drink mainly. Men will drink it on a summer afternoon, usually in mixed company but drinking it at other times, usually means a man is feeling down. I do like the taste, and I am not saying it is poof juice just that here it is not a man’s drink as much as a woman’s I think. Just cultural difference. We don’t like things as sweet as you US folk do and so even our women (at least the educated ones) like more bitter flavours.Ha, “……..posh bird’s drink…..” Reckon you must have something about the cultural differences, as I’ve never seen a woman drink a G&T. The women around her are always drinking sweet drinks like “mudslides”, (something with vodka, chocolate and milk), or something sweet mixed in a blender which is basically a “slushy” with a little booze in it. About the only sweet drink I can stand is a “mojito” and it has to be made right and only in the summer.
I’ve never experienced feeling maudlin from drinking G&T’s or anything else for that matter. Alcohol just relaxes me. ……….and if consuming too much, causes memory loss……like last night at my Tuesday hangout. I remember ordering the chicken dinner, but can’t quite recall eating it. I remember telling the owner of the establishment that I may have drank too much, to which she only replied with a smile and a laugh. I hate not remembering eating good food. Seems like such a waste. I did that at this same place a while back with a steak.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
We have a rhyme here, “gin makes you maudlin, whiskey makes you frisky, brandy makes you randy, beer makes you queer”. I can be partial to a poof juice (what we used to call G and T when I was a lad) but it does seem to make one maudlin if one has more than one or two. Beer does mimic estrogen somehow, so maybe it makes you queer but I am really not sure about whiskey and brandy.Here G and T is a posh bird’s drink mainly. Men will drink it on a summer afternoon, usually in mixed company but drinking it at other times, usually means a man is feeling down. I do like the taste, and I am not saying it is poof juice just that here it is not a man’s drink as much as a woman’s I think. Just cultural difference. We don’t like things as sweet as you US folk do and so even our women (at least the educated ones) like more bitter flavours.
Ha, “……..posh bird’s drink…..” Reckon you must have something about the cultural differences, as I’ve never seen a woman drink a G&T. The women around her are always drinking sweet drinks like “mudslides”, (something with vodka, chocolate and milk), or something sweet mixed in a blender which is basically a “slushy” with a little booze in it. About the only sweet drink I can stand is a “mojito” and it has to be made right and only in the summer.
I’ve never experienced feeling maudlin from drinking G&T’s or anything else for that matter. Alcohol just relaxes me. ……….and if consuming too much, causes memory loss……like last night at my Tuesday hangout. I remember ordering the chicken dinner, but can’t quite recall eating it. I remember telling the owner of the establishment that I may have drank too much, to which she only replied with a smile and a laugh. I hate not remembering eating good food. Seems like such a waste. I did that at this same place a while back with a steak.Apology accepted.
How do get home from the aforementioned establishment? I hope you don’t drive your lawnmower whilst drunk?why do people suck at online Spades. They cant BID for sh!t and cant read their partners intent for sh!t either. Damn idiots.such are the 1st world problems of a bored failing businessman with nothing to do all day but rant about sh!t no one cares about online and play cards… is it lunchtime yet?
Just had my dinner in bedsit sh*tty.I used to play online pool. Too sedate for me!Business slow for you?If you have a bog lunch make sure you burn it off later. Don’t want you to get a girth the same size of that non-worth.
What did you have for dinner this evening? I had fried chicken and potato salad and slaw last night, though I can’t remember too much of it as I must have consumed too many coktails before ordering the meal.When I get home tonight, I believe I’ll have meatloaf and mashed potatoes and gravy……….or maybe leftover sloppy joes.
Nothing as good as yours was.A jacket potato for lunch(with a flapjack).Dinner was a protein bar with a pasty and a Belgian chocolate mousse.Supper will be 4eggs on bread with orange juice.Had two 330ml ales as well.
What’s a “jacket potato”? Is that what we’d call a “baked potato” here? Ah, yes it is…I just looked it up.
What makes you say it wasn’t as good as what I had? Do you like fried chicken too? I usually always get a leg, thigh and breast.
They have the best fried chicken at this place I go every Tuesday. One of the best cheeseburgers in the area too. Hell, almost everything is really good at this place, even the steaks. I may have to start going twice a week.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
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