The classic"š smile love, it might never happen. Fuck off. I was once told this by a repulsive cunty man who's face resembled a saggy bollock during a shift at a pub I used to work at. was he gay? probably. a few hours before I had been informed that my nanna had terminal cancer. I told him this and he looked petrified - he kept apologising profusely. Went into the kitchen and told the chefs as I was mega upset / pissed off and one of them ended up teabagging his plate as they dished up his food that he had ordered -absolutely grim I know but hahahahah