Admit you've always been in love with him: how to keep the spark alive in a 40-year friendship

WORRIED a lifelong friendship might be growing stale? Want to live on the edge, side-by-side, like you used to in youth? These methods will f**k shit up: 

Admit you’ve always been in love with him

You’ve been mates for so long, you’re both married, but you’re running out things to say so why not confess you’ve nursed a burning passion ever since you first met in the third year? It’s a conversation starter. You’ll go over old times in an entirely new light!

Confess to a crime

Feel you know everything about each other? Arrive late to the pub, ask your university chum Daisy to hide a bloodied knife and confess ‘it wasn’t the first’. Soon you’ll be recalling old times as you admit your involvement with a string of unsolved murders in your hometown! Bonus: Daisy will reconnect with other old friends to record her true crime podcast.

Start an affair with their partner

Friends share everything – lifts, rounds, even a bed once on Steve’s stag do when he left his keycard in that titty bar. So why not take your bond to the next level by sleeping with his wife, who you’ve always fancied? You’ll soon be recalling the time he beat you up for chatting up his sister, between blows.

Come out

Whatever you’re working with at the moment, put the friendship through its paces by admitting that you now swing the other way? Hours of chat about how you now find tits lovely/revolting and adore/abhor cocks instead.

Fake your own death

Hit the old hard reset by faking your own death. Your old pal, who’s been with you so many years, will suddenly think of so many things he meant to say but never did. Then ring up and ask him if he fancies a pint Thursday.

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‘I'm wearing a Union Jack butt plug right now': your Labour MP's patriotism, based on their flags

KEIR Starmer and Yvette Cooper are boasting of how many Union Jacks they own. Obviously patriotism is directly proportional to flag ownership, so how does your Labour MP fare?

0-1 flags: A single flag? Why, your representative in parliament is barely trying to pander. Why did they bother to join the Labour Party if they’re not willing to counter right-wing flag waving with even more flag-waving?

3-5 flags: Woefully unacceptable. This is the sort of token flag ownership radical leftist Angela Rayner engages in to stay ‘on-message’. And one of hers is probably on a ‘Keep Calm and Carry On’ cushion because she’s common as well as a traitor.

10 flags: Still patriotically lacking. Don’t worry, this MP will soon be deselected and replaced with a Starmerite android who was undecided between a career in politics or KPMG. He’d put up a swastika – or a Soviet hammer and sickle, or a Warhammer banner – if told to by an email from Labour HQ.

30 flags: Better, but still only the level of flag ownership that’s usually put down by social workers as being an ardent Royalist or some other form of mental illness.

50 flags: The bare minimum level of patriotism. Judging by the interview with Yvette Cooper about her ‘bunting and table cloths’, this is roughly the number of Union Jacks she owns. Makes her home rammed with patriotic tat like some mad prejudiced grandmother, but that’s very much Labour’s target demographic at the moment.

80 flags: At last a respectable amount of flags. Entering your MP’s house must feel like an acid trip in the middle of a 1970s National Front rally, which is a good thing.

100 flags: Finally, genuine patriotism. You can definitely rely on your MP to do whatever it is patriots do. In this case it’s doing f**k all about collapsing public services and mounting public debt but going on lots of freebies paid for by gambling lobbyists.

300 flags: An outstanding level of patriotism. It’s hard to imagine where they’re managing to put all those flags, but Union Jack contact lenses make another two. And wearing a large, uncomfortable Union Jack butt plug at all times is the sign of a true patriot.

500+ flags: This is the level of flag ownership Keir Starmer would like to see: every surface of your home covered in stark red, white and blue causing a permanent migraine. Will it win him the Reform votes he craves? No, because they believe he was secret mates with Jimmy Savile and they went paedoing together.