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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>Agony Lad</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description></description><language>en-EU</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>Agony Lad</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/ea/0c21532e799ed0da716327a3c78abb_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>Wait to you read this one!</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/wait_to_you_read_this_one~2108236/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2007-04-17:/2007/04/17/wait_to_you_read_this_one~2108236/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 14:11:06 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Dumb boy with heart of gold&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Dear Mookychick,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Look, I'm not going to try to bore you with silly little details or anything like that. But I'll do my best to construe the situation to you as best as possible.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I consider myself not to be a dumb boy. From all the guides I have read, I am apparently doing everything right. I compliment her, I support her when she decides to do something, but at the same time I try not to be too clingy. And in all honesty she's someone I feel close to.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But there's a problem.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;First off, I'd like to get something cleared up. I'm not going out with her, we aren't dating. Unfortunately. I care very deeply for her and she's the only person on this planet I would push out of the way of a train if, out of the two of us, I knew she'd be the only one to get out of the way in time, she'd be the only one I would leap in front of a bullet for, she'd be the only one I would burn to death in a house fire rescuing.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She doesn't know this, but I don't tell her because it would freak her out. See, she's very afraid of my kind. My kind is males in general.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She doesn't feel we are very close, yet the facts stand. We talk for upwards of 5 hours a day every day without hitting a lull in the conversation, we see each other at school, and though we're too afraid to talk to one another in person, we shoot sidelong glances at each other and *almost* talk when passing each other.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But she's afraid to let anyone close to her. She feels afraid to get attached to someone. I know I'm closer to her than enyone else because of the personal info we share, that she tells me, and I tell her. We know more about each other than any other person knows about either of us. But the thing is we're both deathly afraid of getting personal. I don't know why she's afraid, maybe it's the same reason as me. And my reason is my own. I apologize, but it's personal data I don't share with just anyone.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Here's a metaphor. Has your math teacher ever talked about two lines with constantly halving distances? Basically what that means is the distance between two lines will keep halving, making the lines get closer and closer together for all eternity. However, mathematically, no matter HOW close the lines get, they are never going to touch.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;That's how I feel. Like I'm getting closer and closer to this girl, but never being able to make contact. it saddens, frustrates, and depresses me all at the same time. I don't know what to do. I'm trying everything. I know she doesn't want to give up, and neither do I. But it's kind of like she's been inside her shell so long she doesn't know HOW to get out of it, even though I can hear her screaming on the other side.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So please, help me. How can I make the lines touch? How can I help her open her shell? I don't know what to do, and I'm tearing myself apart trying to figure it out. "&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sincerely, a dumb boy with a heart of gold&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Char says...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;relationship advice Dear Friend&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What strikes me first about your letter is that you appear to have an articluate writing style which suggests to me that you're a bit more clued up than what you may otherwise already think.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This girl sounds as though she could have been hurt previously or it could be that she just doesn't fancy you and is trying to be evasive so as not to hurt your feelings.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You say you talk for up to 5 hours a day? I'm assuming this is on the internet... being shy when you see someone is normal, at any age but especially when you're in your teens.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm afraid there's no magic word to get her to open up to the possibility of a relationship with you, but the fact that you're intimate with words with one another suggests that this isn't as much of a lost cause as one may at first suspect.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You are doing all the right things so far - you sound like you're aware of what girls need.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The thing is, that no matter what you do in life romance-wise, you'll inevitably hit heartache. Unless you want to remain single and alone for ever, it's one of life's certainties (along with death and taxes) that you'll experience hurt due to a direct result of being in or not in a relationship either through choice or force. That's how romance goes. Why do you think there are so many songs written about it, so many poets, so many books, films and sonnets? Love is a tricky and complicated emotion that no-one understands. Feelings are one of the most complex attributes that make up a human character and we can neither hide or deny them when they appear. Cest la vie!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You have to go with the flow, and rock to your tune. Never change yourself for anyone but you and only then, on your own say so.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Be afraid, yeah, of course, take it easy, take it slow but why deny yourself the potential love that could blossom between you both for the sake of a fear that may not even materialise?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Try to convey this to her, but do it slowly and naturally.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You'll both be fine, the question is, will it be with each other?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Good luck xx&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ashley says...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;relationship advice Heart of Gold,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The Way of the Girl: You talk five hours a day = She knows you're fawny over her. But to say it upfront would 'freak her out' only because it would demolish her silently-established girl control.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;To her, you are another girl friend. Believe me, if she found some hawt boy who made her panties moist, she'd get attached to him in a jiffy, fears of attachment or none.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This is not about constantly halving lines. This is about one constantly halving line. Yours. You are not going to win this girl's heart. She's not interested and honestly, if you really were interested, you'd do something about it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A heart of gold is nothing without a pair of brass balls to boot.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Marty Says:&lt;br&gt;
Well you have hit the nail on the head when you say dumb. you "talk" for five hours but when she sees you she ignores you. Ask her what the fuck that's all about. are you sure it's her you are "talking" too? I could be her mum or even worse her Dad. fuck knows with the net. If I was you I would have a good long look at myself and search for an anwser as to why the fuck you are sitting at a comp for 5 hours a day talking bollocks over the net? get a life you arsehole. you would take a bullet for her would you? save her from a train and all that, she dont like you! she wont even speak to you are you totally stupid. there is nothing wrong in liking some girl any girl but you have to face facts, she aint wringing out her knickers after "talking" to you. so aint got a chance.next time your online with her just drop in a quick line someting like this " u look so hot tday strangled the pope twice thinking bout ya" see what she says. its a coin flip she will either write back " fuck off you cunt" or you might get " thanks" if you get the thanks you are in. if its "fuck off you cunt" well even you can figure that out.&lt;br&gt;
by the way have you ever considered that she might be different away from the net? most people are lying bastards&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/wait_to_you_read_this_one~2108236/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/wait_to_you_read_this_one~2108236/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Bad Vibrations</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/bad_vibrations~2107604/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2007-04-17:/2007/04/17/bad_vibrations~2107604/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 12:19:17 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;This a follow up from the last one. It comes from the same issue of Maxim as the last one and has Sophie exercising her genius again.&lt;br&gt;
I returned from work the other week and found my girlgfriend on the sofa, vigorously masturbating with a vibrator. i know lots of blokes consider this kind of thing a turn on, but it upset me- it was as if she'd been unfaithful.&lt;br&gt;
Colin Steele, York.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sophie says:&lt;br&gt;
Well, do you masturbate when she's not around? If you do, then you've got no cause for complaint. just remember that no vibrator can ever live up to the real thing, so dont worry about it- she was probably only using it because you weren't there!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marty says:&lt;br&gt;
Firstly Colin Steele what the fuck are you giving your full name for? Anyone in York who knows you or your girlfriend now will slag the shit out of you both. So in effect you have signed the death warrant on that relationship you knobhead. The most effective thing that you could have done there was pull out your old boy and started giving him a firm shake along with her, I would have thought that you would then have got a jump for sure. (Some people just cant think on thier feet)So you say that you think this is cheating on you do you? Well if you had come home and found some big bastard with a 10 incher doing her doggie style over the arm of the sofa that would have had the same effect would it? catch a grip dick head! of course it wouldn't she felt like a wank and got on with it, good on her. Have to say that personally i think that you are a bit of a knob and that Sophie's advice is a bit shit as well. A vibrator cant live up to the real thing. bullshit. If colin Steele's knob is a tiddler and the rampant rabbit is a monster then you better believe that it can. She is probably fed up with the sticleback and wanted the shark. You are so dumped so get over it.&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/bad_vibrations~2107604/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/bad_vibrations~2107604/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Bad Vibrations</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/bad_vibrations~2107496/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2007-04-17:/2007/04/17/bad_vibrations~2107496/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 11:58:10 +0200</pubDate><description>&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/bad_vibrations~2107496/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/bad_vibrations~2107496/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Cant come wont come</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/cant_come_wont_come~2107491/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2007-04-17:/2007/04/17/cant_come_wont_come~2107491/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 11:57:39 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;This problem is taken from maxim magazine and is anwsered by that renowned expert on physchological problems,Sophie Howard (the page 3 model).&lt;br&gt;
Ive been having trouble coming when I'm with a woman. My last girlfriend got so upset by this that she dumped me, and ever since then Ive faked it with girls. I desperatly want to sort this out, but what should I do?&lt;br&gt;
Stefan, Wolverhampton&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sophie says:&lt;br&gt;
Aww, thats quite sweet. It sounds like a psychological problem, so I'd try to forget about it as much as you can. Why not try abstaining from sex for a while to let the tension build up? Hopefully the sexual frustration will eventually turn in your favour when you finally get down to it, and then there'll be no holding you back!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Marty says:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
How the fuck do you fake it? keep a pot of lukewarm yogurt hidden somewhere? really not sure how the hell you do it, dont they not notice there aint no wet bit? anyway what to do?&lt;br&gt;
well Marty hates to go against the relationship genius that is Sophie big knockers but I have to go down the practice makes perfect route. Wank like your going to jail in the morn. Get on the ole net and find the best porn that can be had, pull like a pro. When the cork comes off, result! Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. After a while you will have masterly control.  Never forget that sex is good but you cant beat the real thing. You never forget your first love!&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/cant_come_wont_come~2107491/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/04/17/cant_come_wont_come~2107491/#comments</comments></item><item><title>How can I last longer?</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/29/how_can_i_last_longer~1997023/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2007-03-29:/2007/03/29/how_can_i_last_longer~1997023/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 12:50:35 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;A female , anonymous writes:&lt;br&gt;
is there any way to make you last longer before an orgasm? cause when my guy goes down on me and i last like 30 seconds, its a little embarrassing ya know, any advice would be great!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A male reader&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You didn't say how old you are or how long you'd been with your partner(s).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In an established relationship, a partner can sense when a woman is getting close, and back off (if that's what they've agreed to) to prolong her "high" and let her drop back away from that "edge" for a few minutes before he goes after it again. It takes a willing and sensitive partner to do this, and one who is willing to get to know you and your reactions intimately.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But believe me, it's worth it. I've kept my lady hovering right on the brink for really long times (once nearly an hour!) before I pushed her over into that big "O". The first time for the night, I mean. The second one is usually different, following a totally different path.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marty writes.&lt;br&gt;
What the fuck are you winging about. Most men last about 30 seconds and are as happy as a pig in shit. All this "prolonging the experience" shit from this guy. What a load of cock I would place money on the fact that that cunt very very rarely keeps her going for long times. If your rug munching for an hour then there is something wrong his end I can assure you. A fucking hour doing the same thing in the sack? away to fuck I'd be bored rigid and most women I know would have told him to get his finger out ( more probably in now that I think about it) and finish the job. She could have watched emmerdale and corrie in that time.&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/29/how_can_i_last_longer~1997023/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/29/how_can_i_last_longer~1997023/#comments</comments></item><item><title>How do I get my B/f to use a condom?</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/29/how_do_i_get_my_b_f_to_use_a_condom~1996954/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2007-03-29:/2007/03/29/how_do_i_get_my_b_f_to_use_a_condom~1996954/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 12:38:45 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;This one comes from dearcupid.com and it's not so much the question as the anwser that gets me. I'll tell you why at the end.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;hey,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ive resently had sex and it was with my bf and we didnt use a condom and how do i ask him that i want him to use one what shall i say???Please Help Me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;xxx&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A female reader, anonymous, writes (29 March 2007):&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;you buy a pk and when you two are about to be intimate just pull out the condom. Put a sexy develish face or pout whatever he likes and he'll do it. He'll do it. Your not being shy having sex, i don't see a reason to be shy in telling him what you want period. -Cheers&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marty's anwser.&lt;br&gt;
the correct anwser to this one is. Dont ask! Fucking tell him! However since the author of this problem is 13 I think it is slightly disturbing that the female reader  anwsered "Put on a sexy develish face". AT 13!?!?!?! What the fuck is that all about? Dont give me all that bollocks about them doing it anyway. What a load of shite. This dozy bitch is telling a girl of 13 to basically start vamping it up. If a bloke did that he would be jailed. And I bet that she wouldnt say to the wee girls face either. Unlike that thick bitch any advice that I give to anyone I would tell them straight no probs. So here is my advice to any girls of 13 who are thinking of having sex. DONT!!!  simple. Job done.   &lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/29/how_do_i_get_my_b_f_to_use_a_condom~1996954/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/29/how_do_i_get_my_b_f_to_use_a_condom~1996954/#comments</comments></item><item><title>My sex toys upset mum</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/29/my_sex_toys_upset_mum~1996630/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2007-03-29:/2007/03/29/my_sex_toys_upset_mum~1996630/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 11:31:01 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;This problem comes from the Daily Star on 26th of March&lt;br&gt;
After an orgasmic love making session with my boyfriend, I was late for college and iForgot to put all my sex toys away.&lt;br&gt;
My mu went into my room to change my bed and found vibrators and fluffy handcuffs all over the duvet.&lt;br&gt;
She was so disgusted that she threw the whole lot in the bin. I'm furious-they cost a fortune.&lt;br&gt;
Now she is saying that she doesnt want my boyfriend in the house again. I'm 19 and she's barely speaking to me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Jane says: No mother likes to come face to face with the nitty gritty of ther daughters sex life.&lt;br&gt;
No doubt your mother was very shocked and disgusted -and she has every right to be. After all, its her house and she can call the shots.&lt;br&gt;
The best thing you can do right now is to apologise to your mum. Apologise for embarrassing her and for turning this subject into an issue. Allow her time to calm down and I'm sure that she will let your boyfriend back in the house eventually.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marty says:&lt;br&gt;
First off just let me say that you must be a right scruffy cow. How rushed were you that you forgot to put your dildo collection back into the drawer? If the house was on fire I might understand but being late for college just dont cut the mustard. What the fuck was your mum making your bed for any way ya lazy cow!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Secondly the use of the word "vibrators", indicates more than one. So I would hazard a guess that your mum is thinking " Where did she put them?" so from that she knows that you take it via the tradesmans. So now she knows that she has raised a bit of a goer. So little wonder that she aint speaking to you and doesnt want the boyfriend back in the house.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And finally you fail to mention what size the vibrators were. Your mum might have been alright if they were the small discreet ones but I am going to go out on a limb here and say that these things were from the purple punisher range. No mum wants to see that. So my advice would be this. Go and buy a dildo for your mum tell her she doesnt know what she is missing. Oh and tidy your own fucking room you lazy bitch. &lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/29/my_sex_toys_upset_mum~1996630/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/29/my_sex_toys_upset_mum~1996630/#comments</comments></item><item><title>I have weird dreams</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/i_have_weird_dreams~1939773/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2007-03-20:/2007/03/20/i_have_weird_dreams~1939773/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 14:58:18 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;This is taken from Cosmopolitan magazine&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I Have Weird Sexual Dreams&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q I often have weird sexual dreams. In some of them, I fool around with my brother or my uncles. Other times, I dream about doing it with women. In real life, I'm heterosexual and have a great boyfriend who fulfills all my needs, physical and emotional. So what's up?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A Give yourself a break: They're just dreams. Dreaming is our mind's way of enabling us to do really naughty things, things we would never do in our waking life. You cannot blame yourself for dirty dreams your mind creates while the censor of your conscience is sound asleep. If they don't upset you, don't overflow into your daily life, and even afford a little mischievous pleasure -- then so what? Whom are they hurting? However, if, in spite of what you tell me, you are actually unhappy, unfulfilled, and frustrated in your waking hours, then by all means try to decipher the real meanings behind the messages your subconscious is sending you (chances are, they will not be what they appear to be). Sometimes nocturnal visions are serious business -- messages sent from the subconscious mind to alert you to repressed problems and hidden desires. When this is the case, and if you are troubled by your dreams, you will probably need expert help to decode and understand them. That is what a therapist does: He or she helps interpret and decipher what's going on.&lt;br&gt;
Irma Kurtz&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Right let me get this straight you are having wet dreams about shagging your family and Irma says not to worry. well let me congure up another scenario shall I? you are sitting in your living room one day when your Dad walks in "Hi honey" he says&lt;br&gt;
"Hi Dad" you reply&lt;br&gt;
" I had a dream about you last night"&lt;br&gt;
" Did you ? what was it about?" you reply with niave curiosity&lt;br&gt;
" Well it started with your mum heading off to the bingo and the house being empty, just me and you"&lt;br&gt;
"Right-o Daddy"&lt;br&gt;
"Then I asked if you wanted a cup of tea"&lt;br&gt;
"Dad your dreams are really boring"&lt;br&gt;
" well it liven up a bit after that coz i started singing old Gary Glitter numbers and rodgering you up the arse over the dining room table!"&lt;br&gt;
"WHAT!!??!?!?" you respond&lt;br&gt;
" Its okay tootsie Irma Kurtz from cosmo says it dont mean anything"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I think that might have a slight bearing on your relationship with your father somehow. See if it was a bloke that wrote that into Irma she would phone the police but since it was a bird it is just " a way of enabling us to do naughty things". You are a pervert girl and need help. So i have a thought since I am a agony uncle and you are having pervy dreams of doing the sloppy tango with a family member why not compromise. You could shag me! Nothing illegal nothing for the police to worry about and if you want to try the lesbo thingy i wouldnt mind indeed I will even offer my services as an independant observer. Now Irma never offered that service did she. I like to think I go that little bit more for my readers.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/i_have_weird_dreams~1939773/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/i_have_weird_dreams~1939773/#comments</comments></item><item><title>sponger</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/sponger~1939510/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2007-03-20:/2007/03/20/sponger~1939510/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 14:13:40 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;This is taken from the Mookychick.co.uk&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Dear Mookychick,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Well, I have a boyfriend that I`ve been dating for about a month already &amp;&amp; I really like him; but I'm not so sure if he feels the same about me. I have a job that pays me good money &amp;&amp; sometimes I feel like he is only with me for the money. He has no job &amp;&amp; he is about to get kicked out of his grandparents home because he doesn`t do nothing but skate all day. He doesn`t, at least, try to find a job. He tells me he puts in applications, but I know he lies to me because he is always with me. He is at my house from 12am to 11pm every fucking day!....&amp;&amp; as soon as he walks into the house he wants me to make him food or give him money. I have been spending my whole check on him since day one....&amp;&amp; I can`t even buy my ownself a pair of shoes because he wants a new skateboard!....Between the hours he is at my house we never get to spend time alone (except when we have sex or when he just wants to lay in bed &amp;&amp; sleep) because he either wants to use my laptop or be in the room with my brothers. I just feel he is with me for the money , sex &amp;&amp; food...but sometimes I blame myself because I had told him that if he ever needed anything he could come to me...but I never meant anything like this to happen. I wanted to be his second option when it came to money &amp;&amp; shit like that....I just want him to at least try. I don`t know whether to leave him or stay with him. I really like him &amp;&amp; I don`t want to lose him. He tells me he really likes me &amp;&amp; he shows it but what if I'm just blind about all his bullshit! I mean, a lot of girls want him...&amp;&amp; when I'm around his friends` he shows me off &amp;&amp; to the bitches that want him....but when the check comes around...I feel used. Please help.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Love, Anonymous Me xxx&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Amanda says...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;relationship advice Sorry to be frank, but this guy's using you. He's taking advantage of your kind nature and walking all over you. I'm assuming he's a real cool hottie and good in bed - why else would you waste time with him? Just because you said he could come to you if he needed anything, that doesn't make you his surrogate mum! The boy has to learn to grow up and stand on his own two feet. Sounds like you're getting bored with him, anyway, so perhaps it's time to give him the ultimatum - shape up or ship out! If you want to continue the relationship, stop giving him money and letting him hang around so much. Tell him you've put a deposit on something big and need to pay it off and haven't got time for his loitering. He sounds like he has no respect for you or himself!&lt;br&gt;
Ashley says...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;relationship advice Darling, you're being taken for a ride. Your instinct about him being with you for the money is probably right - he doesn't need to prioritize anything but grinding the rails, as you've made it clear you'll take care of him. It's emotional blackmail, and he probably justifies it by saying that if you're happy shelling out for him, then what's the problem? Or, if you REALLY loved him, you'd keep on funding his Funyuns and grip tape habit (which is bullshit). He wants a mommy and he wants to be an 11-year-old on permanent vacation. You're obviously smart enough to see how gank that position is. Don't blame yourself for offering your support - that's what people who care for each other do. What he's doing is taking full advantage of it. The only way he'll try is if he HAS to. Believe me, those other chicks wouldn't want him if they knew they'd be stuck like he has you, wiping his bum after him.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;marty's response. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh dear oh dear. the age old problem of "am i being used?" well where can i start? you have been seeing this guy for a month and 1) you are spending all your money on him 2)he gets to shag you whenever he likes 3)he gets to use your laptop while you make him food 4)he gets on with your brothers and 5)you dont mind that he still uses a skateboard. Holy shit girl you got any sisters? You are a total meal ticket and the ideal girlfriend. Imagine what you will do when you two have been going out for a few years. The sex will be like something from a dodgy German porn flick, you wil be buying his carry outs and paying for his online poker and all he has to do is parade you about once in a while to his mates. You are one top notch chick. Hope to Christ girl you have good prospects because every bloke who reads this is gonna want to marry you. Those other two dizzy bitches who told you to leave him havent exactly been honest with you. Every bloke in the world wants a bird who will shag him silly, who will wipe his arse should he ask and pay for all the crap that he wants. you are the best girl in the world and I think you should start some kind of course to get more babes like you out there. Keep up the good work lassie&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Marty&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/sponger~1939510/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2007/03/20/sponger~1939510/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Your a snobby fucker!</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/05/02/your_a_snobby_fucker~770274/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2006-05-02:/2006/05/02/your_a_snobby_fucker~770274/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 11:25:21 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Dear Sherry&lt;br&gt;
I am a 44 year old, attractive divorcee and work in publishing. My boyfriend of one year is handsome, kind, caring, steady, good to his family, good to me, has no ex-wives and no children. But, he is less educated than myself, works in a non-professional job and his grammar is an ongoing problem. I’ve been giving him grammar lessons, which have begun to grate on him. Generally, I'm more sophisticated than he is, and it bothers me, but I do love him. He wants to get married and I can’t make up my mind. Meanwhile I don't have much faith in what else is out there. Help!&lt;br&gt;
M&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Dear M&lt;br&gt;
It's hard to break away from parental conditioning that tells us to look for men who will be good providers. It can be equally hard to break away from social conditioning that tells us the man on our arm should be a ‘trophy’ - that is, he looks good, and is presentable at dinner parties and family and business functions.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You say you ‘love’ this man, and I'm sure he's great, but the differences between you aren't going to just disappear. Imagine your life without him. Would you truly miss his company? Would you miss his insights, his humour, his empathy? Now imagine your life with him. Pretend you're married and the two of you bump into an old university friend. Do you proudly introduce your husband or inwardly shiver with embarrassment?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The moral is: Don't stay with him because you don’t think there’s anything better out there or because you hope he'll change. He's already getting tired of your grammar lessons, or is it nagging? You've got to be able to either love and accept this man for who he is, or allow both of you to move on.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;MARTY'S ANWSER&lt;br&gt;
Well fuck me I have heard it all now. There are any number of reasons to part ways with your partner. They could be violent, cheating , lazy, emotionally unattached but I have never heard of anyone spliting up because of bad vocabulary. What is it that really gets to her I wonder? The incorrect use of adjectives? The use of double negatives?&lt;br&gt;
"I am generally more sophisticated than him", well fuck me aint you the girl. Must be great being so well educated and so intelligent that you can give grammar lessons to your boyfriend. If my Marie decided to "educate" me like that I'm afraid I would have to educate her on the noble art of going and fucking herself!What sort of relationship is that going to be when the bloke has to do comprehension exams, I could understand it if the bloke asked, or was in a job that required him to talk to people who would appreciate that sort of thing. Sales rep, Teacher or something like that but he has a "non-professional" job which I would take from your tone means he is a plumber or something along those lines. So what the fuck does he need proper grammar for?&lt;br&gt;
I know, so you dont feel embarrassed around the dinner party with your ex- uni friends. I wish he was a drinker then when he got bladdered and pissed in the hosts plant pot while wearing one of her thongs on his head you would have something to worry about.&lt;br&gt;
As for Sherry's anwser why cant she just tell this moron that " you are the one with the problem you stuck up toffee nosed cunt!" instead of saying&lt;br&gt;
"It's hard to break away from parental conditioning that tells us to look for men who will be good providers" What the fuck has that to do with anything. For all Sherry knows the guy could be making a fortune. From my perception the snobby bitch wouldn't go out with him if he was skint, that wouldn't impress the neighbours very much. A woman who tries to teach her boyfriend grammar aint going to go on the bus with her boyfriend to go for a curry and a skinful I wouldnt have thought.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/05/02/your_a_snobby_fucker~770274/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/05/02/your_a_snobby_fucker~770274/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Doggy Lover</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/04/26/doggy_lover~757610/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2006-04-26:/2006/04/26/doggy_lover~757610/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 16:17:55 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Got this one online and thought it was a good one (and before you think it you smutty gits it aint from Germany or anything wierd like that!)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Dear Susan&lt;br&gt;
My boyfriend and I have been together for about a year now and are considering marriage in the future. Sounds good, but there's a problem: all my life I've been passionate about nurturing and owning dogs. He hates pets and can't stand the idea that I have any sympathy for a 'lower being'. I don't want him to suddenly have a change of heart and 'allow' me to have a dog if we marry and live together in the future. What I would like is for us to find a way to deal with this conflict of interest before it destroys our relationship. Is there anything you can suggest to help?&lt;br&gt;
Elizabeth&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Answer&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Dear Elizabeth&lt;br&gt;
I can sympathise with you as I'm potty about cats and if my husband hated them it would be a worry. But more than that, I sympathise with your deeper concerns. It sounds as if there is an issue, not only about your love of animals, but also about your boyfriend's attitude to your love of animals. He doesn't only not share your passion, he appears to feel deeply threatened by it. And in turn, you are feeling threatened by the prospect of having to negotiate it as part of married life.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Where passions are concerned, to sustain a long-term relationship you have to understand and accommodate them. And if you're thinking of being together 'in the near or distant future' then you need to start practising those skills.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Start talking. Explain to your boyfriend why you are so keen on dogs, what in your past got you involved in them, how they make you happy, how they fulfil you. Get him to do the same for an equivalent passion of his that you aren't that keen on. Then challenge these passions - get him to tell you how he would feel if you did want a dog. Try to understand, try to empathise, try to see things from each other's point of view. And when you can do this, take it further, perhaps doing a trial run of living together with a dog, and seeing what happens then.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You have to sort this before you get engaged. It may be an irreconcilable issue. You also have to address this as you'll face even bigger issues if you marry - such as children, when to have them and how many to have. You need to have a good bank of negotiating skills in your pockets before you make your big commitment.&lt;br&gt;
Hugs&lt;br&gt;
Susan&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;MARTY'S ANWSER:&lt;br&gt;
So you like dogs then? So do I. Your boyfriend doesn't , this is going to be a major problem. Since , i am speaking from my point of view, your boyfriend sounds like the sort of cunt I would like to see get mauled by a mastiff. What is this dung about "lower beings" all about? So he reckons then that you shouldn't like anything that isnt human? or is there categories to them also? Maybe he thinks that anything that isn't almost a carbon copy of him is worthless. I can almost see him now..I bet he was a student...of....let me think.....law???....nope...got it....PHILOSOPHY! I'm right I bet you I am. The type of person who can tell you the reason a chair became a chair but couldnt nail two fucking bits of wood together. You like dogs, probably have one maybe more, did he not notice it when it was sniffing his crotch? If he knew that when he started going out with you then fuck him. If he loves you then he will understand the need for a dog, dont worry so long as it isn't one of those yappy little hair balls he will get a kick out of it. Get one of those Paris Hilton things and I would be tempted to boot it myself. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As for Sue's advice. Well it's a load of old pish. "Explain to your boyfriend...fulfill you... get him to do the same about a passion of his..."  I can tell you now how that is going to go.&lt;br&gt;
 " I love dogs let me explain why....."&lt;br&gt;
" Descartes said that all dogs were basically functioning machines with  no reasoning and that...........therefore the sum of his arguement lies................ i dont really want a dog"&lt;br&gt;
" I will give you some doggy if you let me have a doggy?"&lt;br&gt;
" no bother!"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Most men are like dogs anyway. offer them some sex or food and they will put up with one hell of a lot. lifting dog crap? for a blow job, wheres the plastic bag? Its all about give and take really. You want him to bond with the dog, get him to walk it suggest the offlicense, or somewhere really fit birds go. I can assure you he will go.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As for "a good bank of negotiating skills". whatever happened to sulking or huffing as I call it? Have a row, huff a bit, talk, fall out, huff, speak , sex, talk, conclusion. That is how things get resolved in relationships, and good it is too. Doesn't work anywhere else, board room for example. Cant see Alan Sugar huffing when doing a deal with Branson or whoever ( or the beast with two backs for that matter) but it is tried and tested in the home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/04/26/doggy_lover~757610/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/04/26/doggy_lover~757610/#comments</comments></item><item><title>She's upset after nookie plunge</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/04/26/she_s_upset_after_nookie_plunge~757259/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2006-04-26:/2006/04/26/she_s_upset_after_nookie_plunge~757259/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 13:57:32 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;So here comes one from The sun and it's dear Deidre pages. An interesting problem I think that you will agree.&lt;br&gt;
Dear Deirdre,&lt;br&gt;
A drunken night of passion went spectacularly wrong when my girlfried went crashing from on top of me on to the bedroom floor.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm 21 and she's 19. after a night out drinking she started to come on to me. In the state she was in she was not an attractive proposition but rather than hurt her feelings I went along with it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She got on top and lasted about 15 seconds before toppling off. Now she absolutely refuses to make love except in the missionary position.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I've tried to make light of it by joking that we should use a harness. She wasn't amused. I dont know what to do.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Deidre says:&lt;br&gt;
Her defences are up because of her embarrassement.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Go along with what she wants for now. Buy her flowers and apologise for laughing . I'm sure you've made the odd drunken gaffe.&lt;br&gt;
Promise there will be no more jokes- even light hearted ones will make her cringe.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARTY SAYS:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh for christs sake! So the girl was pissed and fell, landed on the floor legs in the air, the embarrassement comes from the fact that she had your cock in her before she fell. personally i wouldn't have made the odd "drunken gaffe" I would have laughed untill I shit myself. Would have taken the piss about it at every given moment. If she is so fucking uptight then tell her to fuck off. Nothing will fuck her off more than knowing that you and your mates will be down the pub having a right giggle about it. That is more likely to get her to do the wheel barrow than a bunch of flowers.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Another thing is, if you take Deidre's advice how will that conversation go? Like this.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You" Hi darling i just want you to know i am terribly sorry about making fun of you (sniggering)... falling off my knob. It will end now ...(more snigger)... no more.. I bought you these flowers! If I could find somewhere to put them ( almost uncontrolable laughing by now).. somewhere they would look good ... have we got a vase or would you get into the position you were in the other night? ( tears runing down your cheeks)....(some time later after drying your eyes) anyway heres the daffs now would you ride me in the reverse cowgirl?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;see that wont work! nope have to be firm tell her that she is going to have to offer a bit of variety or piss off.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Another thing by the way! Whats all this "rather than hurt her feelings I shagged her" bullshit? everysingle man in the world knows that you get the best shag of your life when the missus is a bit pissed. Who the fuck do you think you are Errol Flynn? Warren Beatty? Nicholson? Catch a fucking grip son!&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/04/26/she_s_upset_after_nookie_plunge~757259/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/04/26/she_s_upset_after_nookie_plunge~757259/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Skipton news</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/04/04/skipton_news~701147/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2006-04-04:/2006/04/04/skipton_news~701147/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Apr 2006 11:26:34 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;So I was looking around the net and found this peach. It appears on a site called Skipton news and Its a site about all that is happening in the town of skipton, north yorkshire. Fom the agony aunt pages I assume not a lot is going on. The web address is  &lt;a href="http://www.skiptonweb.co.uk"&gt;www.skiptonweb.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; and I am sure you will love the site. Have to say all the same the place does look nice, one of those nice little town where you can get royally pissed and no-one notices. So here is the dilemma that some young girl is having to deal with. So she wrote to the little elf. (dear god)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Im feeling really depressed and I cry alot. Its cos I got a new job in a hairdressers.On the first day I finished everything I was supposed to do so the nice lady let me sit and read a magazine. Later the boss came in, gave me a huge row and made me do everything again. She really s me and I dont know what to do. I my job because she makes me feel small and stupid. I want to die and get away from it all. Can you give me some advice plz.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;That was a very cruel trick for the other staff to play on you - and totally unnecessary. It was mean and uncalled for. You did your job - and only did as you were told. Perhaps you could realise that you were totally in the right - and that you are worth more - and do a good job. Show this in your working attitude, and see how it goes for the next couple of days. If things are still not right then talk to your boss - and see if she can make any changes. If not - then time to look elsewhere - as you deserve to be treated like a human being - instead of a "slave". You will find work in other places - its more imporatnt to be treated with the respect that you deserve. Take care and all the very best. Don't settle for less - they shouldn't be allowed to get away with it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok so first thing is first. You are asking advice from a woman/ man who edits the web pages like this? Probably you can’t spell, you are a hairdresser for Christ’s sake, but surely the webmaster could make a bit of an effort. Run spell checker, it isn’t that hard. I know my spelling is poor but I try: I use spell checker even a dictionary sometimes. The difference is that I don’t sit a talk total shite as a guide to some wee girl’s problems!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So you seem to have issues. Namely how fucking gullible are you? Your boss is paying you to sit on your arse and read magazines is she? Old agony aunt tripe comes into play here "as you deserve to be treated like a human being - instead of a "slave". Don’t you get the concept of work? A man or woman pays you for your time, in that time you are obliged to do as the job demands, within reason. Now I isn’t sure , I don’t work in a hairdressers ( I passed some exams at school)but I would be fairly confident that nowhere on your terms of employment does it state " After you have done a few little jobs sit on your arse and read a magazine, its only my money so don’t worry about it". &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The little elf says that the people who tricked you shouldn’t be allowed to get away with it. Wonder what the little elf suggests? Arson? Poisoning? Axe murder? How can I put this to you in such a way that you comprehend the seriousness of your problem?...................IT WAS ONLY A FUCKING JOKE, YOU DIMWIT!! You are contemplating suicide over a prank. I rather suspect that you might be a spoilt little cunt. As the little elf said you could always get another job. Although who the fuck would employ you I haven’t a clue.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/04/04/skipton_news~701147/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/04/04/skipton_news~701147/#comments</comments></item><item><title>The first problem</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/03/30/the_first_problem~685379/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2006-03-30:/2006/03/30/the_first_problem~685379/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Mar 2006 12:29:49 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;So here it goes. The first problem! This one comes from the goddess of day time tripe herself, Trisha's own website. It involves heartache and deception. a man ahas been wronged. It comes from Cheryl. So here goes.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Cheryl wrote to us in turmoil…&lt;br&gt;
'I've been with John for 7 years, we never married as he was always afraid of making the ultimate commitment.  Last year after a life of crime and another burglary he was sentenced to six months in jail.&lt;br&gt;
During the run up to the trial I thought I could cope but after a night out with some girlfriends I met a bloke and, I'm ashamed to admit, had a one night stand. As a result of that one stupid incident - I became pregnant.&lt;br&gt;
I never saw, or wanted to see, this man again and never told him of the pregnancy. Only my very best friend knows of my infidelity&lt;br&gt;
The thing is, John and I had been trying for a baby for the last couple of years but had been unsuccessful (I always thought it was my fault)&lt;br&gt;
I was going to confess all to John  - I managed to blurt out I was pregnant but before I could tell him it wasn't his he threw his arms around me and was over the moon. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I realise more than ever now how much I love him and can't bare to tell him the child is not his.&lt;br&gt;
Funnily enough my 'one night stand' even looked a bit like him so he'd need never know'.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What can I do Marty?&lt;br&gt;
(that bit was added by me for effect)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Firstly Cheryl I must ask, have you ever heard of the theory of evolution? If not then here is all that you need to know about it. DONT YOU OR YOUR BOYFRIEND BREED! You two sound like real class act what with his "lifetime of crime" and your yo-yoing knickers. What first attracted you to John? His Indian ink tat? The mongrel bull terrier? Or his Argos jewelry? Trying for a baby, Jesus people don’t spawn, my income tax is high enough without another Mohican barnetted sprog to feed on chicken nuggets.&lt;br&gt;
"I could cope but after a night.." That was before he even went to the big house! Good God woman just think how many cocks you would have had if he was banged up for a real stretch! You would have made a swishing sound as you waddled your ski pant covered arse down the road. So you have to think positive then, the guy you humped in the bogs of that night club probably comes from a better background than your boyfriend. Maybe he even went to a school! I mean lets face it he can’t be worse than your old man, unless he had one of those leg tags on? Obviously it wasn’t on his third leg anyway, or any other kind of prevention device for that matter&lt;br&gt;
So in short my advice to you is lay off the white lightening and the blue WKD and possibly read a book or two. As a last resort even get a job and be able to afford to buy knickers with decent elastic. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/03/30/the_first_problem~685379/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/03/30/the_first_problem~685379/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Dear Marty</title><link>http://dearmarty.blog.co.uk/2006/03/29/dear_marty~683134/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:dearmarty.blog.co.uk,2006-03-29:/2006/03/29/dear_marty~683134/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Mar 2006 14:56:48 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Well hello and welcome to my blog. Firstly I would like to say thank you for dropping by and i hope that you enjoy the rabbling of a semi-alcoholic, semi-literate lad. If not then might i suggest that you piss off now since this just aint going to be your cup of tea. If you are the kind of person who regularly laughs at other mis fortunes then this is right up your street.&lt;br&gt;
The aim of this blog is to give, what i consider, straight forward advice to those people who are having a hard time. The kind of people who feel they have no where else to turn, who are seeking a fair and balanced opinion. The kind of people that decide that thier life is SO bad that they need a dopey bint like Trisha to sort it out. I am here to help!&lt;br&gt;
I have never really understood how Trisha gets her guests ( other than paying for the actor ones and the ones who want a few quid for special brew). How does your life become so bad that you have to write to "Dear Jane" in the Star? Who are these silly old dears? where the hell do you go to find an old bird like that one off "This morning"? These are some of the things I am here to address.&lt;br&gt;
Every so often I will post a problem that I have found in one of the problem pages online or in the papers. I will write the problem, give the "pro" reply then I will give my opinion on the problem and some of the reasons for that opinion.&lt;br&gt;
What are my credentials for dispensing such sagely advice? Fuck all. Which is about the same as most of those other half wits. I am the alternative to the soppy old dears who tell those muppets to have a romantic dinner and a bottle of wine. I am a bloke! My passions range from beer to sex. I like a bit of footie playing poker and gravy chips or curry. I am in a relationship and have been for years ( must be doing something right)and have one son aged 6 ( so did one thing right). Might I just add at this point that he was concieved without tubes or turkey baster, there is no question of parentage and he (so far) is without an ASBO, also he has no kids of his own yet.Thats about it really. No doubt I will reveal more as the blog grows but you'll have to wait on that.&lt;br&gt;
So once again thanks for dropping by.
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