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Yeah he's obviously having a bit of fun, god love him. Almost 3000 views and no-one has lost an eye. So what happened next Bob?

Marriage is like fried broccoli stalks with chilli and garlic. Sickening until you actually try it, then you're hooked and wish you'd done it sooner.

Do you believe in God and why?

Look after your health and your money. Once they're gone, they're gone.

Marriage is about balance. My wife and I love and care for each other dearly, but we often sleep in separate beds. Just because we're married doesn't mean we have to share farts every night for the next 50 years. My son and I often take off for boys weekends away. No we don't play up, but we all need our space.

Anyway Bob it's been fun chatting. Have a good day buddy.

I just bumped into Bob at the beach. It seems his story is all true. Here's a photo of the pink g string he bought.

Pretending he can't spell. It's all a part of the fictional persona.

I got married late and became a father even later. It just happened that way. Best thing I ever did. My wife is my best mate and my son is like a little brother. Everyone else I know my age got married early, and divorced, and carrying baggage.

Yeah if it wasn't for this entertainment I'd have to chat with the wife.

A little known Thai love secret that no-one talks about. Thai women melt when you stick your finger up their nose. Give it a go and let us know how it went.

Don't stop Bob. It's getting exciting. What happened next.

"sipping champagne in the sunshine" With 100% cloud cover.

Lol. Good try. You do realise it's 8am in Thailand.

"Breakfast in bed and a foot massage". That's pure gold. About as Thai as haggis with spaghetti.

"Before I knew it he's got both of my hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he's pinning me to the wall using his hips. Holy <deleted>. His other hand grabs my ponytail and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine. It's only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth. I have never been kissed like this."

This is better than a "Mills and Boon" novel.

I can't wait for tomorrow's thread "what is a sin sod?"

Stay on the ground floor. Pour your own drinks. Sleep with one eye open. You'll be ok.

Take her to a bar and pretend to fall asleep.

However, I can see some truth in this. You are what you eat, you are what you do, you are what you think, you are who you hang around... Makes sense.

The only person I hang with is myself, but I have 5 personalities. Two are horrible, two are lovely, and the other one is a complete idiot.

Crossy is still waiting for his dies.

And when he woke up he would have thought "where in a bar in Thailand am I ever gonna find another 23 year old that I can drink with?"