You know what they say about a guy with a lot of female friends.
He is cursed with having jealous girlfriends?
I had a rather embarassing Saturday night. Out clubbing ran into an ex of mine. Things started getting a wee bit emotional and complex, and one thing and another, and a cab arrived and there's all these serious eye contacty things going on but I'm wondering if it makes any sense... and she's always doing my head in with mood swings and... should I go or should I stay, and how to explain...
...A fuse blew in my head. Or maybe something just unstuck itself. The right course of action was clear in an instant.
I vaulted the fence next to me and just ran off. I ran like the wind! The sheer unbelievably juvenile thrill of literally running away from teh whole complicated mess propelling me at quite incredible speed. I was exceptionally drunk, but I think I yelled something like "I'm free! Free like a lion, baby! Leaping like a lamb!" then *sproing* jumped a wall and must've disappeared from view.
Now, I'm sure I hurt her feelings, but I have got to be honest. It was the most fun I've had all year. I recommend it to anyone. Trouble with the boss? Run off giggling. Exam in partial differential equations? Run off giggling. Confronted by muggers? Run off giggling.