Gentlemen - my life has come to an end
she who must be obeyed has just informed be that I will not be going to Le Mans 2004 !
To be honest, I have known for a couple of weeks now but have been in denial.
It would appear some daft t*wat in our family is getting married and of all of the f**kin weekends they had to pick it had to be in the holy month of June on that scared weekend of worship!
I have over Christmas made fruitless passes at the Bride to be, even told her that her toilet parts will heal over and sex will become a thing of the past, all to no avail.
Therefore my life is at an end. Pace and good Le Mans be with you my brothers, the only light I have in my life is the stag do is in Amsterdam! Banana Bar here I come!!
The Planman
Team Crapaud
Dear Planman
Apologies for the delay in replying but this matter has only just been brought to my attention.
This is indeed a dire state of affairs and as a past master of avoiding such disasters I hope I can be of some use and even comfort.
Is it absolutely and totally requiring of your prescence?
How many months of spouse-silence would you like?
All is not lost however as there is still ample time for a few of Baldrick's cunning plans:
First off, there is the obvious knobbling of the aforementioned event potential. Several opportunities arise in addition to the moral blackmail it appears you have already tried. The most obvious of which is the coup de grace of making sure the groom gets up to some very dubious but photogenic practices in Amsterdam. The best part about this is assuming you have time to get the aforementioned evidence developed, scanned and distributed, the inevitable nuclear fallout and calling off of wedding is unlikely to be reconciled until after the original weekend.
I believe the art is called brinksmanship.
You know it makes sense!!
Good luck and best regards.
I expect, therefore, to see you again at the "Fathers" Swimming Pool on MB in June!!
Cheers
Rick