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Bunny boilers

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  • Closed Accounts Posts: 1,440 ✭✭✭GirlInterrupted


    I think male bunny boilers are the worst, I've endured two, neither of whom had I ever dated! The worst was a bloke named John who I made friends with because we had loads in common. I was friends with him for 2 years and he seemed fine at first but after about 2 years he became obsessed with me and asked me to marry him. He said he wanted me to be his housewife, he would earn all the money and I would just stay home having kids, at least 3. I told him I didn't have those feelings for him, I didn't want to be a housewife and I didn't want kids. He started going nuts and would constantly phone me at random times of day, sometimes even at 3am and nag me non-stop about how if I don't agree to his proposal and don't want kids then I'm really "sad and unnatural and will die alone."

    The more I refused him the more it seemed to encourage him. We had a holiday booked (it was booked before all this craziness started) that we were meant to be going on together to Sweden, with some other friends as well. He told me of his plans to woo me on holiday and I told him not to bother, that I was going to try and pull myself some Swedish men. This made him so angry he started ranting about how "disgusting" it is for people to have sex and even go on dates if they are not married, then the nutter even said that he thinks God is going to end the world soon because of all the sinful behaviour like this that is going on. He actually said that his mission in life is to stop people from behaving like this so that the world can be saved!

    He then overheard me tell a friend that my number 1 fantasy is to watch men being gay with each other. He went nuts, ranting and raving about how if he ever sees people being gay he will kick their heads in. I told him, don't come to Sweden then, you'll be kicking everyone's heads in. I told him he was getting to weird and just wasn't welcome on holiday any more. I tried to cut contact with him but he phoned and emailed me constantly, raving like a lunatic about how I am wrong, sad and unnatural for not wanting to marry him and have his kids, how everyone who is gay or divorced or has sex outside of marriage is hated by God and will cause the world to end. Eventually I said just stop contacting me now or I'll call the police.

    He'll make some lucky woman a real catch one day. He even told me that if his future wife ever puts on weight and stops looking like a "supermodel" or if she bores him, he'll cheat on her. How he expects her to look like a supermodel after having all his kids I have no idea. As punishment for not wanting him, he wrote loads of pornographic stories about me and posted them on the internet, with my name and everything!

    Now, thats impressive. I've had gifts of toenail clippings and hair of unknown origin, wrapped in tissue paper, put in pretty little boxes, and delivered with flowers...

    Not from an ex, but from someone who seemed to imagine he was a 'now'...I'd never once spoken to him.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,069 ✭✭✭carlybabe1


    WindSock wrote: »
    WILD RABBIT STEW WITH ROOT VEGETABLES

    Ingredients:

    Serves 4

    2 wild rabbits
    2 onions
    3 carrots
    3 parsnips
    2 turnips
    200gms of mixed wild mushrooms
    4 roosters potatoes
    100gms smoked bacon
    1 small tin of chopped tomatoes
    1 small tin of tomato puree
    2 sprigs of rosemary
    2 sprigs of thyme
    2 sprigs of sage
    4 cloves of garlic
    100mls of red wine
    Salt and pepper
    Method:

    The rabbit stock:
    Debone rabbit and portion. Put bones in oven and roast. In a pot put onion trimmings, herbs, tomato puree and roasted bones. Top up with water and simmer for as long as possible. Sieve and put aside.

    The vegetables:
    Peel all vegetables and cut into appropriate seizes and put to one side Trim up bacon and clean the mushrooms.

    The stew:
    In large pot sauté off the diced onions, trimmed bacon, all the herbs and the garlic. Add the tomato puree and tin of tomatoes. Add bottle of red wine. Add rabbit stock and bring up to simmer.

    On a hot pan seal the seasoned rabbit portions and add to pot. Simmer for about 30mins. Add all vegetables and potatoes and simmer for a further 40 mins and serve with a good fresh ciabatta or other rustic bread.

    MMMMM yum, and for that extra sharp kick, douse mistresses face in the boiling stew for 5 mins...........................................
    and a dash of tobasco sauce.
    Sauce you can purchase in any shop OP, parasol you'll have to go looking for :)

    Hows that for bunny boiling ;) And i reckon men are worse than women in my experience, maybe it cause they take rejection worse :confused:
    one guy I broke up with used to ring me and all I'd hear in the backgroud was sex noises, whether it was him pretending to be with some one, or a porno vid in the background I still dont know.....think I'd rather not :eek:


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 5,016 ✭✭✭Blush_01


    Caoimhín wrote: »
    Ah yes, I had an accident once involving one of those. Ended up in hospital for 10 days with a crushed foot. If i had known they were called parasols it would have made the explaining a bit easier.

    Was it a full garden parasol, or a personal parasol (a lá Hot Mikado)?


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