PepperHill
New Member
I don't think your brain is subsconciously telling you to go and cuddle her in the middle of a terrible blitz. I dreamt that I dug a big hole in my kitchen floor the other night. I don't think my brain was secretly telling me to go and do it though. Obviously I did though just to be on the safe side.
It's not German bombers you need to worry about anyway these days. It's suicide bombers and hiding under a car wouldn't help much with one of those fukcers anyway. They'd just get under there with you where you'd be stuck listening to them recite the Koran for as long as it took for them (or you depending on how long it went on) to hit the detonator.
Plus it seems that you're assuming that she'd be interested anyway. No offence as I'm sure you're lovely and not in any way revolting but she might not actually fancy you and possibly even less so if you told her that you dreamt you saved her from Germans.
What you should do is wait until Christmas, get her plastered at the company do and then make an ill-advised lurching pass at her at which point she will either slap you into the gutter which will be handy to puke and cry into or leap into bed with you leading to months of guilt and awkward conversations at the coffee machine and culminating in bitter tears for your current missus.
Your call though.
It's not German bombers you need to worry about anyway these days. It's suicide bombers and hiding under a car wouldn't help much with one of those fukcers anyway. They'd just get under there with you where you'd be stuck listening to them recite the Koran for as long as it took for them (or you depending on how long it went on) to hit the detonator.
Plus it seems that you're assuming that she'd be interested anyway. No offence as I'm sure you're lovely and not in any way revolting but she might not actually fancy you and possibly even less so if you told her that you dreamt you saved her from Germans.
What you should do is wait until Christmas, get her plastered at the company do and then make an ill-advised lurching pass at her at which point she will either slap you into the gutter which will be handy to puke and cry into or leap into bed with you leading to months of guilt and awkward conversations at the coffee machine and culminating in bitter tears for your current missus.
Your call though.
can always rely on you. 
if a man cheated on me with a girl in work I would then do it with their boss male or female, then get them both fired. Then I would be so over it