| Wednesday (Sheffield variety) |
Allows my boyfriend to fuck off for 2 hours at a stretch without me worried that
a) He's shagging another woman (unless she cooks chicken balti pies and bovril for him- he reeks of them)
b) He's going to get bored and come home mid way through me rifling through his stuff for something incriminating
c) He'll ever leave me unless they start winning matches on a regular basis, thus losing me my opportunity for him to think I'm the most sympathetic and caring woman in Europe by saying "never mind love- I'll get you a beer and you can watch the snooker" |