Dads lumbered with awkward new friendship after children meet for play date

TWO fathers are being forced socialise with each other because their children have made friends, it has emerged.

Despite having nothing in common, Ryan Whittaker and Jack Browne are reluctantly spending several afternoons after school and most Sunday mornings pretending to be mates.

Browne said: “My five-year-old daughter Emma said she’d like a play date with her classmate Sophie. I took one for the team and exchanged numbers with her dad at the school gates, even though he was wearing tracksuit bottoms.

“We now meet up in the park most weekends and I have to make small talk with the world’s most tedious man, pretending to be interested in ‘the darts’ or ‘the snooker’. If I was the sort of person who wanted friends, I wouldn’t have spent all my free time at uni in the computer science labs.”

Whittaker said: “Jack is the type of guy I would have completely ignored at school unless I was in the mood for some light bullying.

“When I asked him what he made of Liverpool this year he said that there seemed to be a lot of building work but that the Beatles exhibition was still excellent. I mean, what the f**k?”

Emma said: “I don’t really like Sophie but it’s so nice to see Dad put himself out there and make a friend.”

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Couple that got together via drunken hookup offering dating advice

A COUPLE who drunkenly fumbled their way into a relationship are smugly offering dating advice to their single friends, it has emerged.

Despite having only got together as a result of being six pints deep, self-satisfied couple Jack Browne and Lauren Hewitt are nevertheless prone to offering tips to their single friends on how to find a romantic partner.

Browne said: “You’ve got to be confident. The sort of confident that leaves you hungover until mid afternoon the following day.

“There’s no point being a nice guy. Girls hate that. What they really want is for a man to sidle up to them, slur some sweet incomprehensible nothings through reeking breath, then go straight in for a snog. Works every time.

“Before you know it you’ll both be rolling around on the floor in a grunting heap as the barman politely asks you to leave. It’s the sort of romantic story you pass on to your grandkids.”

Hewitt said: “You’re wasting your time by trying to be a charming, attractive, witty person. Half a dozen pints will do all the legwork for you, plus they’ll make the other person more appealing too.

“Of course you could always stick to thinking up snappy answers to Hinge prompts and swiping your life away, but how’s that going for you? Exactly.”