BloodOmen
I am a FH squatter
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fuck off? that didn't happen to you?The scene: you've written down your lottery numbers the night before. Next morning: you're in the bath. Your Mrs tells you through the bathroom door she's just popping to the shops to get the dry cleaning. "Oh, can you just get me a Lotto ticket, love? The numbers are downstairs by the phone." You leave the house without noticing she's forgotten the bit of paper with your numbers on. Time passes. The draw occurs. Your numbers come up. You would have won the jackpot. If only you'd put them on yourself.
So how much would you beat yourself up over it?
fuck off? that didn't happen to you?
Scene just seemed pretty detailed, I mean, the average person has a shower I assume not a bath, especially in the morning.No, just interested to guage how each of you would react.
If you could keep your head and not murder her you could probably pull quite an elaborate prank by pretending you did the ticket yourself online. Let her tell all her friends/family, quit her job etc.
So how much would you beat yourself up over it?
The scene: you've written down your lottery numbers the night before. Next morning: you're in the bath. Your Mrs tells you through the bathroom door she's just popping to the shops to get the dry cleaning. "Oh, can you just get me a Lotto ticket, love? The numbers are downstairs by the phone." You leave the house without noticing she's forgotten the bit of paper with your numbers on. Time passes. The draw occurs. Your numbers come up. You would have won the jackpot. If only you'd put them on yourself.
So how much would you beat yourself up over it?
"Yes officer! She just ran into the chainsaw I had running in the middle of the living room!"Maybe murder is a bit strong. But i'd be immensely aggravated. I'd make it look like an accident.
Beat myself up? I'd beat the missus up.The scene: you've written down your lottery numbers the night before. Next morning: you're in the bath. Your Mrs tells you through the bathroom door she's just popping to the shops to get the dry cleaning. "Oh, can you just get me a Lotto ticket, love? The numbers are downstairs by the phone." You leave the house without noticing she's forgotten the bit of paper with your numbers on. Time passes. The draw occurs. Your numbers come up. You would have won the jackpot. If only you'd put them on yourself.
So how much would you beat yourself up over it?
Was posting the retro one but the old one so people know what it's all about CunTnosE.Just about two years late
https://forums.freddyshouse.com/threads/game-of-the-year.238615/#post-3634815
Hrrrrrrrr.Why would someone be knitting in the toilet at a gym, that doesn't even make sense