I suppose so. I don’t think I’d go to the extent of making up stories to get them out, I mean I’d probably fix her a cup of tay if she asked but I just wouldn’t be offering. Food wouldn’t be part of the equation at all though.
It’s probably worth putting in the effort if you like the bird and would like a long-term buzz, although the last time I layed on a full Sunday morning breakfast complete with newspapers was last March, and it only lasted another week.
She probably had him sussed as soon as she saw the man bag. You see, when a bird sniffs a metrosexual she’ll be convinced he’s well house trained himself so that’s probably why she doesn’t make the effort to show off any domestic skills of her own.
lads ye would just love one of my mates new fellas… two or three times after nights of beer he has got up the next morning while the rest of us past out around the gaff… checked the fridge to see what wsa in it go to shop if necessary and make a big ass fry for the lot of us…