tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337056659803732067.post5710307508454084539..comments2023-07-04T11:54:22.638+01:00Comments on Chancing My Arm: LadykillerAndrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06170574944537866579noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337056659803732067.post-85378720395841147202008-12-11T19:17:00.000+00:002008-12-11T19:17:00.000+00:00Ouch! Pissy! You've got personality so the beard w...Ouch! Pissy! You've got personality so the beard wouldn't bug me so long as it's not Guru length, or you couldn't be mistaken for the lead singer of a southern rock band. You're the one that imagined it was horrible to kiss a beardy - it is! Brillo pad vs. face.She Likes It Loudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06538565633395172329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337056659803732067.post-10278333528482932472008-12-11T11:35:00.000+00:002008-12-11T11:35:00.000+00:00SLIL - "Beards --ew", "I normally dig short guys"....SLIL - "Beards --ew", "I normally dig short guys". It's probably best that we never meet.<BR/><BR/>Darren - I'd imagine she just has a nasty stigmatism that creates the optical illusion of her looking lustfully at you. Notice she sgives you "the eye", rather than 'the eyes'. It's the only explanation.<BR/>And don't address young ladies as 'love', it's highly chauvinistic.Andrewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06170574944537866579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337056659803732067.post-83010860826927382392008-12-11T11:01:00.000+00:002008-12-11T11:01:00.000+00:00There's a bar girl in The Olympia that gives me th...There's a bar girl in The Olympia that gives me the eye every time I go there. Flattering? Yes! Going to happen, love? Not a fucking chance.Darrenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16738337397318550770noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337056659803732067.post-49817737467752073152008-12-10T21:10:00.000+00:002008-12-10T21:10:00.000+00:00Beards --ew. I have a hard time reigning in my no...Beards --ew. I have a hard time reigning in my noxy side too. I was out dancing with some friends the other night when the obligatory, drunk assface tried to grind on me. He was probably an inch taller than I (I normally dig short guys but of the non-creep sort)so I turned to him and put my hand in measuring position far above my head and said "You must be this tall to ride this ride". Sure it's mean, but so was rubbing his nasty self on me without an invitation. You really can only do so much with what your dealt.She Likes It Loudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06538565633395172329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337056659803732067.post-77524950742968259582008-12-10T19:59:00.000+00:002008-12-10T19:59:00.000+00:00Well, indeed, that's why I was surprised. No spoon...Well, indeed, that's why I was surprised. No spooning for her! I thought.<BR/><BR/>I would have laughed at the funeral remark though, I wouldn't have run away in fear :)Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337056659803732067.post-16501986120627512772008-12-10T17:56:00.000+00:002008-12-10T17:56:00.000+00:00Sarah - Aye, it is. I'm lovely in general, honest....Sarah - Aye, it is. I'm lovely in general, honest.<BR/><BR/>Annie - That sounds great, bagsies an invite to their anniversary par-tay on Friday! At least you know i'm more fun than I sounded in this post. I think.<BR/><BR/>Jo - I seem to have given something of the wrong impression, i was absolutely delighted to be at the wedding, my cousin is very dear to me and it was a brilliant day. This post was more about how I can surprise myself with the depths of my obnoxiousness when I'm really not in the mood for something or someone. Mind you, I was only trying to be funny with my funeral remark, it just sounded awful once it came out. I'm very personable most of the time, sure we had a lovely cuddle when we met, didn't we?Andrewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06170574944537866579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337056659803732067.post-45261838632607679092008-12-10T16:51:00.000+00:002008-12-10T16:51:00.000+00:00You surly fucker! Why did you go?You surly fucker! Why did you go?Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337056659803732067.post-83751337037912308952008-12-10T16:01:00.000+00:002008-12-10T16:01:00.000+00:00Maybe she liked the treat 'em mean kind of guy; st...Maybe she liked the treat 'em mean kind of guy; stereotypical nonsense that it is?<BR/><BR/>The last wedding I was at was my parents' which is five years ago on Friday. Best wedding I've ever been to - we had the reception in our house. The craic was only mighty.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337056659803732067.post-78707490372415164872008-12-10T02:49:00.000+00:002008-12-10T02:49:00.000+00:00It's weddings. They bring out the inner nut/wank ...It's weddings. They bring out the inner nut/wank bag in us.<BR/><BR/>It's nice to be offensive though sometimes. <BR/><BR/>Releasing and that.Sarah Gostrangelyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15031984196987721992noreply@blogger.com