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Ah, one of those old fashioned unreconstructed geezer types like that oaf in Life On Mars. Hell, maybe backwards is the way forwards. Lets be honest, we all know that secretly all these career ladies are yearning for a life at home swaddled in domestic bliss. Who needs another power point presentation about Far East penetration when you could be at home being taken roughly over the coal scuttle whilst polishing the brass. Bring back Victorian values!

bon3yard Wrote:

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> Ah, one of those old fashioned unreconstructed

> geezer types like that oaf in Life On Mars. Hell,

> maybe backwards is the way forwards. Lets be

> honest, we all know that secretly all these career

> ladies are yearning for a life at home swaddled in

> domestic bliss. Who needs another power point

> presentation about Far East penetration when you

> could be at home being taken roughly over the coal

> scuttle whilst polishing the brass. Bring back

> Victorian values!



You certainly like to be controversial, don't you Mr Yard. ;-)


I suppose that the thing is - if a woman decides to elect for the power point presentation, she can still polish the brass whilst doing other things. If you were to select "domestic bliss" as you so eloquently put it, that would generally be the end of the career. I know which I'd rather...

I have heard tell that there might be certain entertaining ladies to be occassionally found down by the roundabout in the EDT. Some may be harder conquests than others though it would seem that a late snatch might be your best ploy as their resolve may well have weakened. (Parents take note on your duty to advise your wee apples as to the pitfalls of public intoxication.)

Alternatives are hosting a back to back viewing of "Sex in the City - Season 6" at the ED Warehouse or if you're more callous dressing up as Barny and loitering outside JoJo Maman Bebe.

Good luck, if you do succeed you may well be able to make a packet by marketing your methods to the legions of singletons struggling to lead a carefree existence in the stroller-jammed by-ways of ED. Should you fail you might find richer pickings in Hastings.

Oh, I don't know, Kalam... there's something about an old-fashioned hairy man that's rather taking.


I'm amused by the fact that this thread is in the 'East Dulwich' aka the Serious section of the Forum - after all, it is a local issue - but it's sister thread is in the Lounge.

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