the_picky_one wrote:Pretty cheeky, aren't we?
Which reminds me...
Definition of Bravery:
True bravery is arriving home, stinking drunk after a very late night out with the boys, being met at the door and assaulted with a broom by your wife... and still having the guts to ask: "Are you cleaning, or were you flying somewhere?"
hahahaaaaahaha,
are you trying to warn someone about something here?
ok, that's true bravery alright,
but nothing beats true suicidal insanity:
Arriving home, stinking drunk after a very late night out with the boys, with womans perfume comming off you and sedating the whole house, a couple of lipstic marks on your colar and one on your forehead... jumping in the bed where your still astonished wife is laying and having the balls to slap her on the butt and say: "Ok, you are next"