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Posted: 7/18/2008 3:40:24 PM | | I must admit i used a excuse during a date to escape, the guy was dull didnt offer to get me a drink etc i got a mate to phone me up to tell me my son had "fallen ill" i always meet but always have a back up plan, i know its a bítchy thing to do, but whats a girl supposed to do lol | |
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Posted: 7/18/2008 4:04:58 PM | Allways wise to get a call an hour into a date.
Damn,fedex are at my door....... | |
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Posted: 7/22/2008 4:17:36 PM | I've never stood anyone up. But have decided a couple of times that I haven't wanted to meet someone. I at least sent them a mail with maybe a lil white lie excuse, nothing as big at the opening post.
So maybe she was telling the truth. | |
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Posted: 7/22/2008 7:17:33 PM | | "I was making you a matchstick model of the Taj Mahal as an introdctory showing off gift, when I inadvertently superglued my face to the ceiling. My faithful dog, Osama, noticed my plight, and attempted to dial your number then put the phone into speakerphone mode. Sadly he transposed the last 2 digits and I ended up calling a Double Glazing call centre. For 7 hours, I pleaded for them to call emergency services, but they had me agree to buy full triple glazing for all the street. Osama didnt bloody transpose my credit card number did he? I was getting quite worried now, so I pushed my shoe loose and kicked it out of the front window, hoping to alert a helpful stranger. Unfortunately it nobbled Scabarms McScumbag, the local drug addict who proceeded to climb in through the broken pane, glued me to the ceiling completely like a human spider, injected me with his used syringe, cut my clothes from me, sexually abused me with the help of a pile of furniture in the middle of the room, then ransacked my house of all valuables, only stopping on his way out to set fire to the chair mountain beneath me. Luckily, to a degree, the house is fitted with a very sensitive fire alarm and sprinkler system, unluckily, the builders were more akin to laying uneven tarmac than the intricacies of internal systems, and had wired the sprinkler to the gas pipe. Once activated, this caused a huge explosion which propelled my ceiling, with me attached, up through the roof and into the street, landing on the poor McScumbag chap, killing my rapist instantly but sadly lacerating my scalded buttocks on my 52" widescreen Toshiba HDTV which he was carrying away at the time. Thankfully, by this time a few neighbours had reported the noises to the relevant authorities. Apart from the tactical aid unit riddling me with rubber bullet ammo due to the impression I was part of a terrorist pact, then the fireman almost choking me to death with damping foam as he thought I was a charcoal efigy of modern art, I ended up in hospital in time to see my tale being guffawed over by Lorraine Kelly & co on This Morning. But I could make tomorrow at 7 if your still interested" | |
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Posted: 7/22/2008 7:22:31 PM | | "Sorry but i really don'nt like you" is that an excuse or playing hard to get?? lol | |
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Posted: 7/22/2008 7:24:09 PM | | was given the excuse once o having run out of power steering fluid . and another was that she had put water in the brake fluid container lol | |
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