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She's gorgeous, shortish black hair and lots of eyeliner. Mmmmmm, I keep looking at her, I should stop. She caught me and gave me a look of "not bad but no chance little Sheepy".
Anyway, I've been doing an essay on urban protest in 17th century. France for too long. Got to go sit a test on 'The Sun and it's radiation' in a minute, my eyes hurt.
I looked at her again, I'm such a pervert.
they say no - you say feck, and look at someone else
they say no - you keep looking, they say yes
they say yes...
wait, that's three things?
Or maybe she purchased you!
> Did you meet on the net then, or did you wake up one day and decide
> that you must go to Nottingham and happened to run into her?
We did meet on the net, yes. But it wasn't one of those weirdo, 'will you be my girlfriend before we even meet' type things. We met up as friends, liked each other, started going out, been together since and recently got married.
Oops wrong thread
> Cong_Man wrote:
> At the time we met, I live in Nottingham, she lived in Peterborough.
> Now we both live happily together in our little Peterborough house.
>
> So in actual fact you went to her. A bit of a floor in your theory.
Nope. Our first meeting was in Nottingham...
> At the time we met, I live in Nottingham, she lived in Peterborough.
> Now we both live happily together in our little Peterborough house.
So in actual fact you went to her. A bit of a floor in your theory.
> Cong_Man wrote:
> Exactly. She came to me. All the way from Peterborough to Nottingham.
> Surely that proves
> my point? Or maybe it only works when you're a male stud like me.
>
>
> Disclaimer: The last sentence of this post was made with
> SARCASM.
>
> You wrote a sarcastic disclaimer?
It is a skill, which they should teach in universities.