Divorce or Promotion?

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Anyone else dreading Tuesday night? Foolishly agreed to take the 'nest of vipers' out for a valentines' meal. My mind will be elsewhere (as ever) and God forbid the news on the phone is bad, the evening took take a turn for the worse! A few gallons of Turkish lager may be the only sensible option...
 



Anyone else dreading Tuesday night? Foolishly agreed to take the 'nest of vipers' out for a valentines' meal. My mind will be elsewhere (as ever) and God forbid the news on the phone is bad, the evening took take a turn for the worse! A few gallons of Turkish lager may be the only sensible option...
Where you went wrong in the first place was acknowledging Valentines day.
Romance is for women mate. Don't put yourself in that position. Simple as that. I've been married nearly 30 years, my wife married a miserable, unromantic twat - more fool her.
 
Where you went wrong in the first place was acknowledging Valentines day.
Romance is for women mate. Don't put yourself in that position. Simple as that. I've been married nearly 30 years, my wife married a miserable, unromantic twat - more fool her.

Smoothy
 
I had to go through that fucking charade for 12 years. Glad to be out of it.
 
Anyone else dreading Tuesday night? Foolishly agreed to take the 'nest of vipers' out for a valentines' meal. My mind will be elsewhere (as ever) and God forbid the news on the phone is bad, the evening took take a turn for the worse! A few gallons of Turkish lager may be the only sensible option...
Married a die hard Blade.....decision for Tuesday very simple and we will be both sat in the away end .
 
Anyone else dreading Tuesday night? Foolishly agreed to take the 'nest of vipers' out for a valentines' meal. My mind will be elsewhere (as ever) and God forbid the news on the phone is bad, the evening took take a turn for the worse! A few gallons of Turkish lager may be the only sensible option...
Its a tad dangerous in Turkey at the moment best stay a little closer to home, heard bristol is nice, why not suggest it, go on, how about a night in Bristol darling?
 
Married a die hard Blade.....decision for Tuesday very simple and we will be both sat in the away end .

Same here, only work is stopping me going to Bristol. Away games are great, I don't have to anything, I just get told when the tickets have arrived!
 
Anyone else dreading Tuesday night? Foolishly agreed to take the 'nest of vipers' out for a valentines' meal. My mind will be elsewhere (as ever) and God forbid the news on the phone is bad, the evening took take a turn for the worse! A few gallons of Turkish lager may be the only sensible option...
So is the nightmare scenario that we don't get promoted... But you stay married?
 



As a general principle when Blades and relationships "interface", I've cultivated a particular tactic after a big away day sesh:-

  • Stumble through the front door post-match thoroughly inebriated and trip into the living room.
  • Catch her disdainful gaze, pause for 10 seconds smiling.
  • Say "Dem Blades".
  • Maintain eye contact for 5 more seconds.
  • Go directly to the spare room (optional - quietly sing the Billy Sharp song as you crawl up the staircase)
 
As a general principle when Blades and relationships "interface", I've cultivated a particular tactic after a big away day sesh:-

  • Stumble through the front door post-match thoroughly inebriated and trip into the living room.
  • Catch her disdainful gaze, pause for 10 seconds smiling.
  • Say "Dem Blades".
  • Maintain eye contact for 5 more seconds.
  • Go directly to the spare room (optional - quietly sing the Billy Sharp song as you crawl up the staircase)

Just the same mate. I also like to urinate in the wardrobe in said spare room just to round things off.
 
Its a commercial gimmick and gets on my fucking nerves.

I'm with you. But a colleague of mine has an even more draconian attitude than yourself. Romantic meal? A night in? Movie night?

Nah.

"She's got no chance. Champions league is back on so that's what I'll be doing"

I genuinely feel sorry for her.
 
I always thought that a Valentine was someone you admired from afar. I always told the wife that she was my wife not my Valentine. That stance has stood the test of over 40 years of marriage and therefore Valentines day has never been an issue. Not for me anyway, I can't speak for her, she's probably sent a few cards on the off chance :).
 
Guessing it's over.

But just in case not, try to get the V on a triple letter and the game could be yours.
 
Valentines day come every year, promotion is a little rarer, leave a card and a meal for one and say you will make it up to her at Xmas.
 
Honest to goodness - if romance is squeezing into a packed restaurant for a microwave meal and handing over an Aldi red rose then the concept is already dead.

Rovers vs Blades it is then.
 

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