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		<title>By: the rose licker</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2007/04/23/texts-i-never-send/#comment-7121</link>
		<dc:creator>the rose licker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 07:57:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>what&#039;s a gimp?</description>
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		<title>By: Gluasitean</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2007/04/23/texts-i-never-send/#comment-7107</link>
		<dc:creator>Gluasitean</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 01:05:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes, Mr Major sir! ; )</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes, Mr Major sir! ; )</p>
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		<title>By: The Slippery Orange Ballcock</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2007/04/23/texts-i-never-send/#comment-7039</link>
		<dc:creator>The Slippery Orange Ballcock</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 13:22:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I prefer the Letters I Never Send Myself!!!  
Not letters i send myself, but i prefer the litters i never send blog to the texts i never send blog myself...if you get me!!
http://lettersineversend.blogspot.com/</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I prefer the Letters I Never Send Myself!!!<br />
Not letters i send myself, but i prefer the litters i never send blog to the texts i never send blog myself&#8230;if you get me!!<br />
<a href="http://lettersineversend.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">http://lettersineversend.blogspot.com/</a></p>
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		<title>By: julie</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2007/04/23/texts-i-never-send/#comment-7015</link>
		<dc:creator>julie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 09:45:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Fuck.
About a year ago I got a lift home from my boyfriends wimpo mate &#039;Frank&#039;. When I was getting out og the car I leant over and gave him a kiss - as you do - no loving just &#039;Thanks, see ya!&#039;. Anyway, he has some problems - (bad marraige, walks like a gimp, kidney stones, skin conditions, pees in a cubicle etc. ) and he somehow thought this goodnight peck on the cheek (and he smelt like baby talc) meant that I was now having a secret affair with him. Next time we were out in the pub, he kept trying to stare me out, giving me the grin as he tried to look sexy sipping his guinness as he glared at me over his magoo specs.
It&#039;s mad but in that situation I found myself looking at him more than usual which made the whole thing worse. One time he came back from the jax and he stood next to me and started rubbing my back (he had wee drops on his crotch too).
Then low and behold he got my nuber and started texting me. Things like &quot;You looked gorgeous today, I miss you&quot;
Fuck me... I didn&#039;t know what to do. Then my BF opened a text one night - &quot;I&#039;m thinking of you&quot; - recognised the number and went mental. He was actually sick (vomited). I didn&#039;t blame him. It would be the same if anyones GF cheated with this gimp (Me? as if!). I had a shit job diffusing the whole thing and as nobody has seen wee drops since we can only assume he&#039;s crawled back under his rock.

I have no doubt this textsineversend person is a gimp too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Fuck.<br />
About a year ago I got a lift home from my boyfriends wimpo mate &#8216;Frank&#8217;. When I was getting out og the car I leant over and gave him a kiss &#8211; as you do &#8211; no loving just &#8216;Thanks, see ya!&#8217;. Anyway, he has some problems &#8211; (bad marraige, walks like a gimp, kidney stones, skin conditions, pees in a cubicle etc. ) and he somehow thought this goodnight peck on the cheek (and he smelt like baby talc) meant that I was now having a secret affair with him. Next time we were out in the pub, he kept trying to stare me out, giving me the grin as he tried to look sexy sipping his guinness as he glared at me over his magoo specs.<br />
It&#8217;s mad but in that situation I found myself looking at him more than usual which made the whole thing worse. One time he came back from the jax and he stood next to me and started rubbing my back (he had wee drops on his crotch too).<br />
Then low and behold he got my nuber and started texting me. Things like &#8220;You looked gorgeous today, I miss you&#8221;<br />
Fuck me&#8230; I didn&#8217;t know what to do. Then my BF opened a text one night &#8211; &#8220;I&#8217;m thinking of you&#8221; &#8211; recognised the number and went mental. He was actually sick (vomited). I didn&#8217;t blame him. It would be the same if anyones GF cheated with this gimp (Me? as if!). I had a shit job diffusing the whole thing and as nobody has seen wee drops since we can only assume he&#8217;s crawled back under his rock.</p>
<p>I have no doubt this textsineversend person is a gimp too.</p>
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		<title>By: peckerhead</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2007/04/23/texts-i-never-send/#comment-7007</link>
		<dc:creator>peckerhead</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 21:59:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&#039;Hey, at least you&#039;re always available, and you don&#039;t have to get all dressed up or nothin...&#039; :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8216;Hey, at least you&#8217;re always available, and you don&#8217;t have to get all dressed up or nothin&#8230;&#8217; :)</p>
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		<title>By: peckerhead</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2007/04/23/texts-i-never-send/#comment-7006</link>
		<dc:creator>peckerhead</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 21:58:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Maybe you could text each other?

Tom Waits had a nice line of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.officialtomwaits.com/music/m_nd_lyr.htm#Better_Off_Without_Wife &quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;patter &lt;/a&gt;
about calling yourself up on the phone &lt;i&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Maybe you could text each other?</p>
<p>Tom Waits had a nice line of <a href="http://www.officialtomwaits.com/music/m_nd_lyr.htm#Better_Off_Without_Wife " rel="nofollow">patter </a><br />
about calling yourself up on the phone <i></i></p>
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		<title>By: Twenty Major</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2007/04/23/texts-i-never-send/#comment-7003</link>
		<dc:creator>Twenty Major</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 21:33:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>size ten and gluasitean - meet tomorrow by the pope&#039;s cross in the phoenix park and have at it.

Leave the rest of us in peace.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>size ten and gluasitean &#8211; meet tomorrow by the pope&#8217;s cross in the phoenix park and have at it.</p>
<p>Leave the rest of us in peace.</p>
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		<title>By: Gluasitean</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2007/04/23/texts-i-never-send/#comment-7001</link>
		<dc:creator>Gluasitean</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 21:18:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>size ten (no doubt its how long your dick is, in millimetres) I promise you that if you knew the kind of lifestyle I am now blessed to live you would cry tears of mingled rage and jealousy.
See - I KNOW your story laddie, and those of a few others like you. You will NEVER make anything worht remembering of yourselves because you can&#039;t shift your arse but forever be the typical Hurler on the Ditch. 
And we both know what I say is the plain truth.. : )</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>size ten (no doubt its how long your dick is, in millimetres) I promise you that if you knew the kind of lifestyle I am now blessed to live you would cry tears of mingled rage and jealousy.<br />
See &#8211; I KNOW your story laddie, and those of a few others like you. You will NEVER make anything worht remembering of yourselves because you can&#8217;t shift your arse but forever be the typical Hurler on the Ditch.<br />
And we both know what I say is the plain truth.. : )</p>
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		<title>By: size ten</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2007/04/23/texts-i-never-send/#comment-6999</link>
		<dc:creator>size ten</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 19:21:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Gluestain, what would you know about anything of quality, you bullshiteing gobshite.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Gluestain, what would you know about anything of quality, you bullshiteing gobshite.</p>
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		<title>By: the rose licker</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2007/04/23/texts-i-never-send/#comment-6982</link>
		<dc:creator>the rose licker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 15:26:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes and I know this because I recognise two of the texts from a topic on the Hotpress.com forum.

&quot;I loved it when you said I walked like a 10 year old when you saw me today. You&#039;re the only person who sees him.&quot;

&amp;

&quot;Help me. Come and claim your property. Please.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes and I know this because I recognise two of the texts from a topic on the Hotpress.com forum.</p>
<p>&#8220;I loved it when you said I walked like a 10 year old when you saw me today. You&#8217;re the only person who sees him.&#8221;</p>
<p>&amp;</p>
<p>&#8220;Help me. Come and claim your property. Please.&#8221;</p>
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