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I think he's probably feeling guilty for NOT telling her that he was out with a pack of internet strangers last night!!
She knows that I was out with you lot last night - she just said "Is that the only way you Geeks can make friends?". She married me FFS so I think the abuse is out of order.
According to wiki (which we know to be 100% wholly accurate) there are several definitions for "GONZO", Gonzo on Wiki , all of which I am completely happy with.
My favourite is "(According to Cardoso, 'Gonzo' is South Boston Irish slang describing the last man standing after a drinking marathon)." which we know after last night I have not yet achieved but something that I still aspire to.
A mate passed me some of that 'natural Viagara' the other week and being a bit pissed last Saturday (well more than a bit) I took it for a laugh. Never again, ever! The yellow lumps that came out of my mouth after an extremely hurried stumble to the bog, naked with a stiffy, put me off for life in regards to this type of stuff. Pure chemicals next time (although a program on TV last night said that if you injected yer willy with something you could get a 12 hour stiffy but you would get knob thrombosis.)
Sat on my own in Uxbridge watching telly and can't even fart around on my guitar as I've snapped a string. Could go into town to watch others having fun but probably won't. Bugger!
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