Toby 
Toby sidled up to me in GAY in early 1998 whilst I was dancing to "Horny" and started chatting. I say chatting, it was more of a snog, really. Being mid Cronin-split I thought this was a good thing so went with it.
After a bout of food poisoning which ensued during the following week, I spent most of my time hurling into his toilet. I think that's what put him off me as relationship material. Since then, we've become firm friends and he is really my sanity and probably one of my closest friends. Most of the fun times I have without sleeping with someone are with Toby. Some of the fun times I have with sleeping with someone are with Toby's sofa-bed. Now living in Sydney. Lucky goit. Most likely to say: Something about Star Trek and the improbable size of Seven of Nine's breasts. |
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