you get along with someone really well. They make you laugh and you have loads in common. You're sorta at the stage where you think.. ok could be a mate. Then OMG they drop a complete blinder into the conversation... they are... urgh I can hardly say it.... they are spit spit vomit.... A WENDY!!! I need therapy I almost befriended a Wendy. the shame - my apologies to all
running the risk of sounding like Windy but where's the question? footy club should have been one of the 1st questions you ask but even i've made that cardinal sin - one of my best mates is a Wendy (from penistone too) and he lives with a blade. i also recruited a wendy fan without realising and i couldn't believe i'd made such a **** up. sacked him after a couple of months so felt better
I'm afraid my answer may reveal me to be something other than morally perfect so I'm altering your quetion to, "What's your favourite colour?" Blue.
Dilemma solved newish friend must be gagged when ever football is mentioned. Well thats what the therapist suggested