When we were out bowling one time. And we went into town to get food and a taxi. And Fred was wound up from arm wrestling someone. He was drunk and kept telling the man he was cheating and we all thought he was going to leap over the counter and hit the man. My friends decided to walk home. And Fred plucked from the air: we have sex about twice in four months. And he wouldn't quit. I said I don't want to come home with you and he tripped me up and pushed me over on the road. And said if I didnt he would tell my mummy and daddy and I would have a nice holiday in ward four. So I grabbed his phone and almost threw it into a garden centre. At the last minute I gave it back to him. I never fought in public with Fred after that.
ATM you could have been asked to do Jeremy Kyle. My husband was stolen by a teenager who has slept with more men than I have eaten hot dinners. At least I feel some shame and regret. Loudmouth bas^tard.