Dougie Brimson. Author, screenwriter, serial moaner.
‘We should be honest with each other’ she said. ‘Over everything’ she said.
This of course, is a blatant lie. Or rather it’s a trap. One designed to maintain the females firmly established place on the relationship high ground whilst at the same time providing them with the weaponry with which we men can be attacked (put back in our place) whenever the need arises.
It’s a trap I fell into in spectacular style this evening.
With her psycho brothers wedding fast approaching and the search for a suitable dress having taken me to the edge of madness, I returned home to find yet more packages on the bed from the never ending stream of online retailers who have no doubt made millions from the exploitation and suffering of saps like me.
However, among their number was a dress that she actually liked. So much so in fact, that she…
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