Wana be a millionare?

Hyper-inflation, scary stuff.

I know all about crazy figures

ever hear of lira?

Again, I am familiar with that concept.

I have several dozen money trees, and am awaiting enthusiastically for them to sprout.

What that in US$??

Take me through the delivery costs and handling fees.

Really? And can you advise me further of this subject?

It's actually quite simply really. Spent most of the evening, preferably right before dark, calmly telling the money trees how strong and beautiful they are while putting crisp new $100's on each of the branches to "show" them what they're supposed to to. Another handy tip is to leave a large empty bag and a few cases of Guinness in the corner of the garden, then go out with the family for an hour or two.

Also, what's your address again? We need to update our records for the mailing of special offers.

That's curious. We had you at:

#1 Broken Man Blvd
Headinhandsville
Ireland

**dances Hobbes dance**

** realises he's getting less action than a dead donkey ** [/Why is it the interesting girls just turn into friends ]

Na, it's so they can hide the fcuked up bitter and twisted side that they know would put any sane man off them for life. [/Brassed off post night out argument from hell into that awkward txt type thing - fcuk me why do I even fcuking bother with them mode]

I let one of them actually get under my skin... I know, I'll hand my bloke pass in at reception on my way out.

** Heads off to find shallow retaliation sex with some dirty old minger **

Nice guys turn into safeties. Even if they have gold in their hands, throbbing, they feel that if they looked a bit more they can find diamonds.

If not diamonds, some really nice coal that, if pressed firmly between their thighs often enough, will BECOME diamonds.

They look for guys that, whether it be because of nature or societies programming, they feel they can have an influence on. that they can shape and better. That they can prove THEIR worth by not only having them, but improving them.


So the lesson is this. You are allowed to be nice to women. But don't expect anything in return for being too nice. This is not a permission slip to go out and be a complete douche (although they do get in more meow-meow than the relational equivalent of a hemmerhoid pillow). But you are not their parents, you are not their therapist.

Sometimes paying a little attension to a woman will get you much further than genuinely being interested.

Or you can just use youe AmEx card like Wingy and join the PPP club.

Would that have really mattered?

Er....yeah...I'm taking the fifth on that one.

Good evening Chimp-like thingie

I am seriously contemplating giving you a solid kick up the arse, and would appreciate your advice on the subject.

Hope this helps.

WingDing.

Good evening Irish cash cow,

On the basis that I have minimal respect for you, expensive tastes and no intention what so ever of putting out for your I suggest you get another card ordered. I doubt you would notice the difference.

Hope this helps

Chimp.

Sorry, they are just fakes. The chimpet kicked the real ones so hard last night they are presently forming two new moons around Saturn.

He just landed the part of Christine's voice.

@AV

Woman are life sucking witches.
Though for some reason, regardless of what you say and do - you always seem to go back to them.

It's an endless waltz that will leave and proud man crying in the gutter of his long lost dignity.

Actually.. it leaves him heading off for a dirty (mountain biking!) weekend with the chimpet in question.

I finally managed to sort things out with her [/Rather glad he listened to Jef for once]

Just kill her and while she's warm do the dirty.