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daizie Wrote:

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> SUGGESTION. Try a bit of `rodeo sex`. Take her

> from behind and, holding on tightly to her jugs,

> call her by the wrong name. See how long you can

> `stay mounted` for .



And have all your mates hiding in the wardrobe ready to jump out and chant ?rodeo rodeo rodeo? until you?re kicked off, stabbed and burnt alive.

Taking someone to a restaurant to finish them is way too stressful and raises expectations of a nice evening out. Do it in a cafe, during the day and go down the "subtle honesty" route.


Sorry utter boring response, I suppose you could always kill yourself and then you wouldnt have to put yourself through it.

Sheepdog Wrote:

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> Which restaurant would people suggest is the best

> in ED for giving one's girlfriend the old

> heave-ho? Obviously one doesn't want to make it

> too expensive, or be so cathedral-quiet that

> people might notice a scene.


Hmmm - not too expensive, not too quiet. When is her birthday? Could you string it out a bit longer perhaps ( but def before Christmas)?


So far, I'm going with the Actress. You might get a nice pizza (with gourmet toppings) and a tumbler of wine thrown in your face. But at least its not deathly quiet. There are also some decent looking blokes in there so she might meet someone new.


Alternatively, your girlfriend might be deliberately treating you like cr@p (in the hope that you are the one forced to do the dumping, or binning as you say). If that's the case I would suggest somewhere way more pricey, as long as you were paying.

waynetta Wrote:

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> oh tictac I see what you did there.When you said

> she had top tips what you meant was top tits.

> Very clever. A hole in one in golfing parlance.


Oh Waynetta - Im sure you have got me alllllll wrong there....

Motto


Never bin your girlfriend unless you have another one lined up.


I suspect this devious bugge* has one already sorted.


Girls used to do this to me all the time. I have cried, I have screamed, I have kicked ankles under the table and I have thrown wine (at some very ugly girls in my time) they just don't know when they are well off. I visit them on facebook regularly to watch them in their sad single unhappy regretful existence. Poor things.

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