For months and months it has been obvious to me that my mate Simon fancies my other friend Becki: wherever she goes he’s never far behind, trotting along like a little puppy. And on at least three occasions I have seen him walk smack-bang into a lamppost because his eyes are otherwise occupied with her delightful goods. So it’s a dead cert. He fancies her, no question.

The super duper news is that she recently decided that she likes him too. Woo Hoo! “Simon and Becki, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G”… and all that nonsense.

This is all magic I hear you say. It’s love on easy street. What in the name of Rod, Jane and Freddy, could possibly stop this Romeo and Juliet getting together?

Well how about the shock appearance of another girl!? All of a sudden Simon has started banging on about some ‘really fit girl’ he’s just met. Endlessly ranting about their fantastic dates and how much fun they are having. R-U-B-B-I-S-H.

At first I thought this bizarre twist of events was sure to put a fair old kibosh on proceedings. But then I sat down and had a good old think because this was a very random turn of events. It was as plain as the schnoz on your face that he was arse-over-tit for Becki and now that she was beginning to show reciprocal interest he had turned his loins elsewhere. Curious…

Then, like a bolt from the Heavens it struck me. This nobnuts was playing the age-old jealousy game! So keen was he to be sure of her affections that he’d created a fictitious girlfriend to check the reactions of his true love and be sure that she really did want to lay her heart at his sweaty feet.

Not being a great one for patience and unaware of his fool-hardy trickery, Becki soon got royally hacked off with his public blathering and, on the third time of being forced to sit through his gushing, unceremoniously dumped a large lamb bhuna upon his bonce. Fair play lady.

Now, he may not have enjoyed the feel of warm curry dripping from his forehead into his balls, but it certainly did the trick! Like a thwack round the skull with a baseball bat the realisation of her feelings for him became clear and he chased her into the street, grabbed her arm, swung her around and kissed her passionately! It was so romantic! Like something from a soppy old film….. except of course in most movies you don’t find passers-by dipping poppadoms into the faces of the heroes!

It’s good news for me because I feared I may have had to intervene like the proverbial cupid. But, for once, a silly boy and his daft game actually got a result! I’m shocked. I would never recommend this sort of behaviour as a pulling method but it seems, for once, I was wrong…yes yes, you heard. I was wrong! No need to gloat!

So now I’m off to spend the weekend sat in a dark corner, questioning everything I ever believed! I hope yours is more fun!

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