Psycho woman... help please!

Tell her you are moving to Yemen.... and your new address is: 1 Yemen road, Yemen.

Worked for Chandler!
 
york away to this! said:
I once had a beautiful but mad girlfriend hide away in the toilet whilst texting her ex boyfriend. When she wouldn't come out I shot her through the door and smashed her head in with a cricket bat.

Hope this helps, yrs

rog
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I do not know why I laughed so hard but I did.
 
Just accept that you screwed her and she won't accept rejection. You have no choice now but to settle down with her, buy a house together, have kids, become part of her family and spend the rest of your life wondering how you managed to get yourself into this situation in the first place. No different to majority of all other married blokes on this site. It's life. Shit happens and before you know it there is no way out...
 
york away to this! said:
this thread has potential, has he been killed yet?

psycho bints are to be avoided at all costs (unless you're a bit tipsy and she's a bit fit, of course...)

I once, ahem, "met" a lovely young nurse in the conti... very pretty, wonderful sex, complete loon. After a one night rummage I made my excuses and disappeared - she tracked me down more competently than inch high private eye and turned up at my folk's house, god knows how she found me. They rather helpfuly sent her down the road to the pub I was working in at the time, (with my then girlfriend....)...
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Was she a blonde?
Met a weird one in there about 15 years ago. Didn't realise I gave her my home phone number. Never stopped ringing, but I wouldn't tell her where I lived. She came across as a bit of a "clinger".
 
charliebigspuds said:
you're obviously better at shaggin than you are at poker otherwise she wouldn't be mithering ya. You need to trick one of yer mates into slipping her one and then he can deal with the looney
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I'm ashamed to say I did exactly this to one of my mates, when I was receiving similar grief off a deranged fruitcake of a similar persuasion to the OP's last squeeze.
It worked, but he got even more mither than I had suffered, and as nobody else by this time would touch Looney Tunes with a shitty stick, he, and I kid you not, got his old feller to give her a sorting.
Poor old twat was dead in twelve months and I still get guilty feelings after many years.
True story.
 
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