My Mates Shop .....

[Ken's Deputy 4,462]

So, I'm in my mates shop. Just the two of us, chatting away. Suddenly, quite out of the blue, this small woman seemed to explode into our presence, showering us in a tangible sense of her absolute delight and happiness about, well, just being, I s'pose?!

All beaming, and looking from one to the other of us, eagerly attentive to hear everything that was going on. I was completely blind sided and somewhat confused.

This was Lyn, wasn't it? His wife. But, there's something slightly different about her appearance ~ her hair style? And she's patently on drugs! I've known them both decades and Lyn is Never this happy and animated. She's just not.

Now, this mad delight of a thing has her chin practically on my collar bone, as she looks deep into my eyes and chirps, " Where you from? That accent ..." Now I'm completely fukked, because, obviously, Lyn knows damn well where I'm from.

Taking mad thing at her word though, I 'humour her' and tell her the where's and why for's of my accent. Happy with this too, she stands back. Peers, once more, very searchingly at my face ~ she's so insanely delightful, I'm trying not to laugh at her! Still somewhat conscious that Lyn isn't the sort whose face ye'd laugh in.

Having had a good stare. Tilting her head in consideration. She (@dytkos? You getting this?!) She says ~ No Fukking Shit!  I am Not making this up!

" You look like a rock star! "

And has bounced out the door and is gone. Leaving me, mouth open and eyes bulging at the empty doorway. I turned to my mate and just stammered, " It was the angle ..... " As he said; " That was my sister. "

I think my eyes bulged even further! " Your Sister?! " I blurted. " I thought it must have been Lyn! I genuinely couldn't work it out. She looks just like her! Christ, if ye'd told me that was Lyn's sister ..... "

In retrospect, I'm not quite sure when the absolute enormity of my faux pass, bordering on social suicide, hit me. But, fukk me, I've got to look this guy in the eye again. And again, now. Both of us ever more unable to take back the Horror of what I'd just good as said .....

Jesus fukking christ! 

[NEWKID 29,074]

13 minutes ago, Ken's Deputy said:

So, I'm in my mates shop. Just the two of us, chatting away. Suddenly, quite out of the blue, this small woman seemed to explode into our presence, showering us in a tangible sense of her absolute delight and happiness about, well, just being, I s'pose?!

All beaming, and looking from one to the other of us, eagerly attentive to hear everything that was going on. I was completely blind sided and somewhat confused.

This was Lyn, wasn't it? His wife. But, there's something slightly different about her appearance ~ her hair style? And she's patently on drugs! I've known them both decades and Lyn is Never this happy and animated. She's just not.

Now, this mad delight of a thing has her chin practically on my collar bone, as she looks deep into my eyes and chirps, " Where you from? That accent ..." Now I'm completely fukked, because, obviously, Lyn knows damn well where I'm from.

Taking mad thing at her word though, I 'humour her' and tell her the where's and why for's of my accent. Happy with this too, she stands back. Peers, once more, very searchingly at my face ~ she's so insanely delightful, I'm trying not to laugh at her! Still somewhat conscious that Lyn isn't the sort whose face ye'd laugh in.

Having had a good stare. Tilting her head in consideration. She (@dytkos? You getting this?!) She says ~ No Fukking Shit!  I am Not making this up!

" You look like a rock star! "

And has bounced out the door and is gone. Leaving me, mouth open and eyes bulging at the empty doorway. I turned to my mate and just stammered, " It was the angle ..... " As he said; " That was my sister. "

I think my eyes bulged even further! " Your Sister?! " I blurted. " I thought it must have been Lyn! I genuinely couldn't work it out. She looks just like her! Christ, if ye'd told me that was Lyn's sister ..... "

In retrospect, I'm not quite sure when the absolute enormity of my faux pass, bordering on social suicide, hit me. But, fukk me, I've got to look this guy in the eye again. And again, now. Both of us ever more unable to take back the Horror of what I'd just good as said .....

Jesus fukking christ! 

Sounds like your in there mate... take her home for a look at the frog and some chick peas!!

[jok 3,471]

Should you have said the ‘hard inedible chick peas’ by any chance.? Jok.

[iworkwhippets 13,214]

I got carried away reading that, I can see a damp.patch coming on 

[Chid 6,829]

2 hours ago, iworkwhippets said:

I got carried away reading that, I can see a damp.patch coming on 

You are a strange man 

[iworkwhippets 13,214]

1 minute ago, Chid said:

You are a strange man 

Oh 

[big sid 1,128]

is it me thats mad or is this from another universe were gabbilygooch is the first language

[Greyman 32,327]

10 hours ago, big sid said:

is it me thats mad or is this from another universe were gabbilygooch is the first language

kenswold

[jukel123 9,683]

17 hours ago, Ken's Deputy said:

So, I'm in my mates shop. Just the two of us, chatting away. Suddenly, quite out of the blue, this small woman seemed to explode into our presence, showering us in a tangible sense of her absolute delight and happiness about, well, just being, I s'pose?!

All beaming, and looking from one to the other of us, eagerly attentive to hear everything that was going on. I was completely blind sided and somewhat confused.

This was Lyn, wasn't it? His wife. But, there's something slightly different about her appearance ~ her hair style? And she's patently on drugs! I've known them both decades and Lyn is Never this happy and animated. She's just not.

Now, this mad delight of a thing has her chin practically on my collar bone, as she looks deep into my eyes and chirps, " Where you from? That accent ..." Now I'm completely fukked, because, obviously, Lyn knows damn well where I'm from.

Taking mad thing at her word though, I 'humour her' and tell her the where's and why for's of my accent. Happy with this too, she stands back. Peers, once more, very searchingly at my face ~ she's so insanely delightful, I'm trying not to laugh at her! Still somewhat conscious that Lyn isn't the sort whose face ye'd laugh in.

Having had a good stare. Tilting her head in consideration. She (@dytkos? You getting this?!) She says ~ No Fukking Shit!  I am Not making this up!

" You look like a rock star! "

And has bounced out the door and is gone. Leaving me, mouth open and eyes bulging at the empty doorway. I turned to my mate and just stammered, " It was the angle ..... " As he said; " That was my sister. "

I think my eyes bulged even further! " Your Sister?! " I blurted. " I thought it must have been Lyn! I genuinely couldn't work it out. She looks just like her! Christ, if ye'd told me that was Lyn's sister ..... "

In retrospect, I'm not quite sure when the absolute enormity of my faux pass, bordering on social suicide, hit me. But, fukk me, I've got to look this guy in the eye again. And again, now. Both of us ever more unable to take back the Horror of what I'd just good as said .....

Jesus fukking christ! 

Never mind about embarrassment. Get after her and give her one before the drugs or the beer goggles wear off.

Edited October 8, 2022 by jukel123

[Nicepix 5,650]

54 minutes ago, W. Katchum said:

Pump the poor ole plumper

Are you referring to her or him?