Another time, I was sleeping with this climber guy. Gawd, could he climb! He was good in bed, too. But he was dumb as a post and like, a total loser.
Anyhow, he had to get up for work at 5AM, so he'd come and stay at mine and go to sleep in my bed, as my place was nearer his work, whilst I went out.
Then he moved to Ft. Collins. From Denver. Um.
It's a bit far. My best friend's brother summed it up. 'Oh, he's geographically undesirable.'
So he rang me up, to nag me to go out there. Again. There's nothing to do but shag and cattle ranch and wait for a tornado, maybe.
I was getting sick of it, and my petrol bill was getting high.
So I hemmed and hawed and he said, 'So we're breaking up then?'
As if we'd ever been together!
I stumbled, 'Um, yeah.'