Regulars .... Newbies.... Dilema.
How many times have we said - "feck this for a game of soldiers, from now on I'm sticking to the girls I know.". But that little greedy perverted angel on the other shoulder says "go on, find something new, go on, ya never know, she might be a cracker". So you give in and you go. Occasionally it is a cracker, so bonus. And this cracker is added to your list of regulars. Eventually you sit back smugly considering that you no longer need to take "the risk" any more. Because now you have such a repertoire of regulars you are sorted for life.
But that bastard on your shoulder never goes away. "I see there us a new girl in Limerick... She looks nice... Shouldn't you consider just one more newbie.... Then you are truly sorted. Hmmmm?"
Oh fuck off. I wish I was like Forrest. Ho hum.
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Originally Posted by JAMESCORK
