Bitching sesh commenceth
AAAAaaaaaaaaahhhhh!
BLOODY MEN! Soft spineless wimps!!!!!
"I've a pulled muscle in my neck... it's really bad Baby... can we reigncheck dinner?"
"Yeah Hon! No problem... you okay? Stick some heat on it. See you maybe... Saturday then... or I could come over to "NURSE" you!?..."
"Its really really bad... seriously ... groan/whimper... I'll try to see you Saturday... if not Sunday for lunch"
"Em yeah... Sunday then! Think I'll go out with Bex Saturday night then... its been ages... Love you!"
"Love you too... groan/whimper... Kiss kiss"
ITS JUST A PULLED MUSCLE FOR GAWD'S SAKE!!!!! He even got sent home from work because of it!!!!
There's me... rolled into work and met him on numerous occasions.... with a sprained ankle... one heel on... one off! I looked and felt a tit! A neck so cricked my head touched my shoulder... sickness and *ahem* (okay that started at work but i didn't feel "right" on the morning)
Men are wimps!!!!!!
End of Bitching shesh...
Either that or they're cheating bastards!
You don't think.... do you?
Oh no!