“It was the day my grandmother exploded”
Prentice McHoan, The Crow Road.
Sorry but I love that line. Anyhoo, back to the entry.
So, anyway, Friday night I went out to a rock night. I was there on my own as I was going to see if anyone else I knew was there. And these two females called me over to join them. Apparently I am cute. So, we are sitting there, chatting away and it comes to two o clock in the morning. We decide that we are all going to head back to my house.
We get there about 2:20 and we sit and talk and one of them almost falls asleep due to being drunk. Which was not a problem because me and the other one were too busy snogging. They phoned for a taxi and left about three. Did I get laid? No, one of them was too drunk and the other one (who I was snogging) felt guilty about her husband.
Thats right. Her husband.
During the time that they were at the house one of my house mates got up for the toilet. You should have seen his face yesterday when I confirmed thet there were indeed two females in the house the night before and he was not dreaming.
As I said, strange weekend. But it is a massive confidence boost walking down the road with a gorgeous woman on each arm.
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