Des

steve auvache <dont_spam@thecow.me.uk> wrote:

>>He took her away at the weekend - Paris? Amsterdam? London? No,
>>Ingoldmells in a caravan. Oh, the class of the bloke.

> Took her away? I don't understand can someone explain this concept to me
> please.

It's part of the human mating ritual. The male of the species, usually
with a shirt split to the navel and a gold dollar coin on a chain around
his neck, has persuaded the female, through judiciously placed bank
statements on the cafe table, that he might be worth 'getting involved
with'. The female, ever-conscious of the powerful genetic advantage given
to her by her fallopian tubes and by her capacity to lie without blinking,
will seek some independant means to corroborate the male's claims. As most
reputable banks these days have strict policies concerning the divulgation
of private information pursuant to the Data Protection Act 1984, and
equally strict penalties for anyone found guilty of hacking into their
computer systems, the female has to rely on Plan B, to whit: get him to
take you away somewhere. Whilst anything other than first-class travel to
the destination in question (at a median distance of at least 250 km from
her usual place of residence) is _de rigeur_, extra brownie points can be
earned by transporting the couple there in a chauffeur-driven Jaguar or
even better, a private jet.

The female will on average consent to mating 1.9 days after arrival. This
has the double advantage of allowing her accomplice back home time to break into
the male's flat and rummage through his hard disk, and allow the 'groove'
that her wedding ring has worn into her finger, time to wear off.

D.
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