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Because real men don't look at fabric, and the good people at the Fabric Warehouse know this.
Still I think they should have game consoles for men.
We appreciate the fact that our other halves are goodly enough to sleep with us, it's just the other stuff that gets in the way sometimes.
Don't get sucked into that every
> weekend, or it's curtains. (Just as long as they match the sofa and the
> carpet).
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Don't worry about that.
I drop her off at the gym Saturday morning till 11am, then we go eat and do some shopping...well, she shops and I smoke and look forlorn.
Then we watch a movie and I go back home Sunday morning so she can do the girlie stuff.
Perfect arrangement
Until she came home.
She had bought a further £90 worth of 'products' that they had advised her were good for her skin! Oh yeah and a pair of St Davids Hotel & Spa slippers!
Bah!
We spent almost 2hours in Do-It-All whilst she used that paint mixing
> computer thing.
Boy, that was a relaxed and non-tense evening when we got back
> home, I can tell you.
Don't get sucked into that every weekend, or it's curtains. (Just as long as they match the sofa and the carpet).
We spent almost 2hours in Do-It-All whilst she used that paint mixing computer thing.
Boy, that was a relaxed and non-tense evening when we got back home, I can tell you.
But now she goes back to NZ for 3 weeks tonight.
Obviously I shall miss her terribly, and I am forced to fill my hours with video games, DVDs and online gaming with my boys.
We discuss where to go in the car on the way down.
"I just want to go to record store and then video store"
"Junk food?"
"Yeah alright"
Shopping SAS style, we go in and hit hard, leave before they even realise we were about.
In Peterborough we were parked in a car park where they gave you a ticket, and on the way out they'd check it to say how long you'd been in, and pay the man at the kiosk.
My theory was if we waited long enough the man would go home and we'd get out for free. So when all the shops closed we went for pizza, and returned to the car to find the man gone. All day free parking.