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overhand_right wrote:Okay so last night am laid face down in bed in a pool of my own drool when at 0317AM my drunken stupor is rudely disturbed by the worst text imaginable.

As you might guess, i intend to watch De La Hoya/Mayweather above all else on saturday night.

this is it word for word:

"Hey you. stupid of me to say this but feeling upset right because i had planned this weekend to be wid u 4 ages as we met a YEAR this weekend but obviously u find watching sports more important than seeing me which means u dont give a toss about this relationship. sorry but this just says it all at this point - u dont really care, wuda been a different matter if i saw u regularly, i wudnt mind. but its been a month and the date we was meant to c each other youd rather watch boxing. sorry (name of affection witheld...) but i cant carry on like this anymore. u are meant to be my boyfriend who loves me x"

TYPICAL F#CKING WOMAN ATTITUDE.

Now 9:11 AM and i am yet to reply.

How exactly do you convey to a brain dead woman whos lone passion in life is grooming herself the magnitude of De La Hoya/Mayweather?

I would rather roll over my own grandmother in a landrover than miss this fight.

Sh#t the bed lads, what is the smartest way to play this? Im assuming putting boxing above all other social activities and responsibilities must of also landed you in similar sh#tty circumstances over the years? Otherwise im a lone freak!

jeej wrote:F*ck her right off mate!

Text back and tell her to get bent, say she'll never be as important as a fight like this, then go on to say that she wasn't even as important as Audley VS Danny I. Then turn the phone off and forget all about her!

Easy.

overhand_right wrote:Sh#t the bed lads, what is the smartest way to play this? Im assuming putting boxing above all other social activities and responsibilities must of also landed you in similar sh#tty circumstances over the years? Otherwise im a lone freak!

overhand_right wrote:Okay so last night am laid face down in bed in a pool of my own drool when at 0317AM my drunken stupor is rudely disturbed by the worst text imaginable.

As you might guess, i intend to watch De La Hoya/Mayweather above all else on saturday night.

this is it word for word:

"Hey you. stupid of me to say this but feeling upset right because i had planned this weekend to be wid u 4 ages as we met a YEAR this weekend but obviously u find watching sports more important than seeing me which means u dont give a toss about this relationship. sorry but this just says it all at this point - u dont really care, wuda been a different matter if i saw u regularly, i wudnt mind. but its been a month and the date we was meant to c each other youd rather watch boxing. sorry (name of affection witheld...) but i cant carry on like this anymore. u are meant to be my boyfriend who loves me x"

TYPICAL F#CKING WOMAN ATTITUDE.

Now 9:11 AM and i am yet to reply.

How exactly do you convey to a brain dead woman whos lone passion in life is grooming herself the magnitude of De La Hoya/Mayweather?

I would rather roll over my own grandmother in a landrover than miss this fight.

Sh#t the bed lads, what is the smartest way to play this? Im assuming putting boxing above all other social activities and responsibilities must of also landed you in similar sh#tty circumstances over the years? Otherwise im a lone freak!

harrygreb wrote:another incident puts a slightly different twist on it. a friend of mine who was not at all interested in boxing, nearly had a night of passion with jane couch, our finest female pugilist.
after a bit of verbal sparring in the pub, he and jane left to start the preliminaries. this was ok, apparantly, but then he wanted to move on to the main event only to be disappointed when jane turned on the telly and was glued to a re-run of jim mcdonnells heroic failure to overcome the african legend azumah nelson. my mate left before the end of the first round.
you see, it cuts both ways.

overhand_right wrote:

oliverfennell wrote: Take it she wouldn't settle for marking your "anniversary" tonight or Sunday, or both?

Therein lies the problem. She lives in manchester and i live in Leeds.. hence why it is difficult to see each other on a regular basis as i have loads of other sh#t to do on weekends and when i usually do agree on a date to go over to manc it always seems to coincide with a god damn fight!!

overhand_right wrote:Okay so last night am laid face down in bed in a pool of my own drool when at 0317AM my drunken stupor is rudely disturbed by the worst text imaginable.

As you might guess, i intend to watch De La Hoya/Mayweather above all else on saturday night.

this is it word for word:

"Hey you. stupid of me to say this but feeling upset right because i had planned this weekend to be wid u 4 ages as we met a YEAR this weekend but obviously u find watching sports more important than seeing me which means u dont give a toss about this relationship. sorry but this just says it all at this point - u dont really care, wuda been a different matter if i saw u regularly, i wudnt mind. but its been a month and the date we was meant to c each other youd rather watch boxing. sorry (name of affection witheld...) but i cant carry on like this anymore. u are meant to be my boyfriend who loves me x"

TYPICAL F#CKING WOMAN ATTITUDE.

Now 9:11 AM and i am yet to reply.

How exactly do you convey to a brain dead woman whos lone passion in life is grooming herself the magnitude of De La Hoya/Mayweather?

I would rather roll over my own grandmother in a landrover than miss this fight.

Sh#t the bed lads, what is the smartest way to play this? Im assuming putting boxing above all other social activities and responsibilities must of also landed you in similar sh#tty circumstances over the years? Otherwise im a lone freak!