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while he's beating on you, stare longingly into his eyes, without so much as raising a fist in retalliation, making him instantly fall head over heals in love with you, after making sweet, sweet love in the back of his lorry whilst tenderly holding each other in the afterglow of your union, promise never to let the cruel, cynical eyes of society judge you for sharing the beautiful agony of a love that dare not speak its name. after leaving your respective partners, move to a lovely bungalow in Bognor Regis by the sea where you earn a meagre crust breeding show-chinchillas and spending your sunday afternoons playing scrabble, drinking lightly oaked chardonnay and going to antiques fairs in the neighbouring village where you garner quite a reputation for being collectors of porcelain dogs. as you enter into your dotage, your love is as strong and unshakable today as it was all those years ago when your paths first crossed. then one day just up and leave him, leaving a note saying you've run off to Guam with a one armed pre-op transexual called 'Raoul' and take a poo on the angora sweater he bought you as an anniversary present. that'll show the fucker.