Draino76 Posted 4 November, 2009 Author Share Posted 4 November, 2009 Lol at the sublimainal message she is sending you via the t shirt .... oh sorry just remembered the shower shot, so you did take her up on it I'm pleased to say I've not 'got' that tshirt. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Draino76 Posted 4 November, 2009 Author Share Posted 4 November, 2009 Oh yeah; last night I told her that Thursday is kicking out day. I am pretending that I'm going away and I want to lock up the house. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Draino76 Posted 4 November, 2009 Author Share Posted 4 November, 2009 She has found a place in Kilburn. £44/week. It leaves tommorrow; goodbai fatty.xxx I've taken the day off to wave it a tearfull farewell. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gigersaint Posted 4 November, 2009 Share Posted 4 November, 2009 She has found a place in Kilburn. £44/week. It leaves tommorrow; goodbai fatty.xxx I've taken the day off to wave it a tearfull farewell. But will she be back if it doesn't work out in Kilburn due to your kind hospitality over the last few days when she needed it? *Tip toes quietly back out of the thread*:-# Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saint_stevo Posted 5 November, 2009 Share Posted 5 November, 2009 send her on her way with a cream pie. Nothing says goodbye like your muck running down her leg Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Draino76 Posted 5 November, 2009 Author Share Posted 5 November, 2009 Well she left this morning, which is nice. She said last light she will leave by 10am; but sadly the poor soul didn't wake up until 10.57. She took her giant pack of cornflakes and fresh ham/pinapple pizza (best before end 31/10/09) and left at about 11.30. Didn't even get a thankyou for putting her up for four ****ing nights when I'm ****ing studying and I need some peace and quiet. Don't know why I bothered. The end. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Master Bates Posted 5 November, 2009 Share Posted 5 November, 2009 What a moving story. 3/5 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hatch Posted 5 November, 2009 Share Posted 5 November, 2009 She'll be back. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tac-tics Posted 5 November, 2009 Share Posted 5 November, 2009 I just came home and found a plumpy russian girl sat on my bed with a green t-shirt on, mouldy pizza,cornflakes, a cucumber and soap propped up next to her. oh well in for a penny and all that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scudamore Posted 5 November, 2009 Share Posted 5 November, 2009 Can't believe she didn't thank you more strongly after you made it apparent you didn't like her when you found out she was a fatty... Of course for every ugly/fat woman there is an attractive friend...the attractive woman uses the ugly woman to make herself even more attractive...basic principle...horse whisperers as i like to call them... You should have played the long game my friend... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saint_stevo Posted 5 November, 2009 Share Posted 5 November, 2009 ironically, i was sat in a fat russians house today Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Draino76 Posted 8 November, 2009 Author Share Posted 8 November, 2009 It just called to ask if she can come back. (Nice one Hatch.) I could only offer her 2 hopes; Bob Hope, and of course no hope. Not because it is fat, but because she didn't say thankyou. Thankyou.x Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bridge too far Posted 8 November, 2009 Share Posted 8 November, 2009 You should have found a fat man (one of your friends perhaps?) for her. There are probably plenty on here. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dubai_phil Posted 9 November, 2009 Share Posted 9 November, 2009 (edited) An entertaining tale, but also a worrying one. Especially if it indicates the start of a new trend... Once upon a time, during the summer months, many W.A.N.K.E.R.S. down here (Wife Away, No Kids, Eats Rubbish n' Sh@gs) often found themselves out touring the town with like minded mates. The plaintiff wailing was often heard the next morning in the office "I woke up this morning and there was a Russian chick on my sofa/bed etc". They would often leave without so much as a thankyou (and often with your DVD/Telly) Then, over time, the "Import Agencies" set their sights on lower cost structures and so the wail became, "I had a Chinese Take-Away last night, was rubbish, 20 minutes later I wanted another one" Now this "going on in the background" was never a real socio/political/morale dilemna for most because we still had the normal pubs and clubs and bars with a range of Flying Mattresses to choose from (or Air Screw). But gradually, as the city grew, the proportion of Trolleys to normal chicks diminished, and suddenly, the art of "pulling normal women" in legendary bars such as Rock Bottom required new tactics, no longer the "be interesting, amusing, entertaining and freshly showered, oh no, it became - "Hello, I have a fresh bag of Dunkin Donuts back at my place" which would of course lead to one being stampeded in the rush... Now, our larger lady friends were, in the main, (and luckily) allowed restricted access to only a few bars and were, in the main of US or Brit extraction.... Now, the widespread fear down here for the W.A.N.K.E.R.S, has always been a contamination of their supply chain by the Dunkin gene pool, and lo and behold, RIGHT in the run up to the major Christmas party period for those poor souls, we appear to have empirical proof that their nightmare scenario has come true. For them, the GOOD news that Russians may be starting to reappear unexpectedly on sofas has to be tempered by the financial and technical diffiulties of keeping so many donuts fresh. Very worrying times, they've survived credit crunches, heatwaves but fears of a possible invasion by Fat Russian Chicks could be the last straw for many down here. Draino.... You could become as famous as the bloke what first caught Swine Flu.. (A source for much of the research for the above article was kindly supplied by Tommac in his regular attempts to score weak debating points) The views of the post do not reflect in anyway that the author holds any sizist opinions, it is merely a reflection on the problems faced by any expat who may from time to time visit a bar serving beverages of the Ale related kind Edited 9 November, 2009 by dubai_phil Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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