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I could comment on every second sentence, but will limit myself to offering my opinion that your wrongfooting deployment of the Front Elevation Complementation Gambit in the pub there was quite magnificently judged. You’ll be aware that in the hands of an amateur matters could have taken an ugly turn there (I remember misjudging a similar move in a Newcastle West End pub in 1986, and ending up having my head kicked in after closing time by a boyfriend who, not content with mere already-existence, was sitting in the next seat listening in to the conversation. But that’s another story).
By the way check your emails Looby! Go on…
Thank you. I was rehearsing it as I walked towards the pub, no doubt looking like a loon as I nodded and winked to an imaginary friend.
Why do men react with violence to that sort of situation? Surely knowledge is power, and you feign indifference, store it up for a few days, then once the time is right, just gently approach the subject of whether your girlfriend is interested in playing away, and how we can deal with this. Bashing someone’s lights will not stop the desire.
Or, he could just take a less uptight attitude the flirting. It doesn’t always have consequences and it’s a very enjoyable recreational activity.
Email in one word: yes.
I will never understand a man who gets pissed at another man for noticing his lady. If you are that insecure, then she is clearly not Your Lady. Nor do understand, mind you, a woman who stays with a guy who beats up other guys for silly shit like that.
Seems like your reception in this case was good, though, which is nice.
Thanks, my thoughts entirely.
The remark did go well, but then Already Existing Boyfriend wasn’t there.
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