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18 August, 2006 at 11:15 pm #222071
well first of all im well over the legal DD limit and secondly i dont drive but if you say its okay i’ll just go grab hubbys keys and ill see you in 5 and a half hours lol!!!
(omg…. imagine that lol!!!!! :D :D :D :D )
have a ball…. are they there yet?
18 August, 2006 at 11:12 pm #236232oh, where ya all goin then lol!!
18 August, 2006 at 11:08 pm #235469robbo just say yeah hun!!!!
no worries aye?
typed words stay for ever, little convos down the boozer are gone in seconds…. thats what i mean by the curse of the typed word…. it carries on and on and on (like a bunch of women you might say!)
not long till kick off now.. (you dare tell me off for not getting that right lol the season starts tomorrow and im itching for a win lol!!)!!
love ya
{{{{{robboooooo}}}
18 August, 2006 at 11:03 pm #222069oh no, i like to hear all the gos first lol!!! thats a WHOLE OTHER THREAD LOL!!! :D
wish i woz there

18 August, 2006 at 10:53 pm #222067oh cant wait to hear the list of whos there!! and arrived complete too!!
18 August, 2006 at 10:40 pm #235465no cos robbo is a luv!
{{{{{{{robbo}}}}}}}} big cyber hugs to him in a cath style
he loves his sport and is passionate about it just as much as the next man.
the curse of the typed word is a cruel thing cos wot someone types in a bit of jest/haste often is read in a completely different light to what it was meant, and i really think that is what happened in this case, and you cant take it back cos its there, for everybody to read in black and white. we can delete our posts but if we read them differently to what others are reading then nobodies at fault cos thats the way they read them and thats the human race for ya……. we all have differing opinions of what is said
(am i rambling yet, if so pm me and i will bugger off lol!!!) :wink: i didnt mean that lol!!
18 August, 2006 at 10:16 pm #235460which is why i hate stats…… people who know many stats also know lots of stuff (in their opinion) and i dont meant that directly at rob, its just one of my hates in sport in general… you cant watch a footie match now without andy gray spouting out another unnecessary stat that you could really sleep without knowing lol!!
i love sport and love chatting/debating it, but i dont like it when others like to make it known they know more than you.
and rob please accept i am generalising here and not personalising matey, this post is not about you hun in no way, im just giving a view on sport (my view) :wink:
{{{{{{robbo}}}}}
18 August, 2006 at 10:06 pm #235458lets enjoy the sport, for the sport that it is everybody!!
18 August, 2006 at 9:44 pm #176161finnish and a tory girl too!! what would my husband say….
(probably ask if he could join, politely lol!!)
18 August, 2006 at 9:41 pm #125780@minim wrote:
Well it’s Saturday night.. so here goes….
The NightclubCoats and bags retrieved in haste,
as into the darkness the Saturday girls flow.
Amidst gales of laughter they link arms and share umbrellas
in that habitual rush to hurry home.
Grab a hasty snack,
Hurtle upstairs!
A bath, then wrapped in ‘gowns the Saturday night ritual begins.
Hair arranged, make-up applied until each masterpiece is ready
To be wrapped in creations that dazzle and blind.
Cheery calls of bye and don’t be late,
Then into the night, eyes sparkling, laughing and radiant,
Heels clicking on pavements still slick from the earlier rain.
A bus ride and a few drinks later, and at last the queue is joined.
They all file in with calls and gestures, jostling for position.
Coats exchanged for tickets as they descend into darkness together
Following the insistent steady pulse of raw dance music.
Then out onto the dance floor, arms and hips swaying as the rhythmic pulse
permeates to their very bones.
Frenzied energy dissipates in time, and pulses begin to race to a different beat,
As with eyes half closed, beads of sweat on brows, and lost in music,
They bump and grind.
Strobes light faces, as would be lovers strain to converse,
Watching lips for clues, moving ever nearer until bodies touch and
With lip to ear in desperation they struggle to make contact.
The air heavy with the smell of sex and smoke,
hips and thighs meld, and mesmerized they sway together as the last dance is played.i like this too (sorry its an old thread, but i really really like this one!)
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