after the seminar, we took the last few hardcore clients to the pub for last orders
I got chatted up by four 22 year old goldman sachs wanker banker boys. i'd forgotten what twats young bankers are (before they've lost their first million and gone all grey). rah rah £250 bottle of champagne rah rah rugger rah rah polo rah bonus rah rah rah take me home so I can come on your face but i'll only come if you live in the royal borough rah rah rah.

on the plus side, they were convinced i was 26. excellent lighting, must drink there again.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:11, 1 reply, 11 years ago)

It's sweet that you seem to believe this
but the reality is that they all had a couple of K on 'who can pull the old fat ginger munter'.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:25, Reply)

or the phrase "blind drunk" applies

( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:32, Reply)

We used to call this game "hogging".

( Kroney, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:34, Reply)

Pull a pig night.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:34, Reply)

"fat fuck"

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:34, Reply)

'Going ugly, early'

(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:35, Reply)

As Confucius said: He who fucks ugly, fucks often.

( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:36, Reply)

Ha. Excellent.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:37, Reply)

yeah i know
people always spend £500 on champagne on this game.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:38, Reply)

if only they'd known all they needed was a £15 pizza

(localboy purveyor of pisspoor puns, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:42, Reply)

i think it was more like £21
shit gets expensive when you're a greedy fat fuck who orders an extra large with lots of extra meat products
( rachelswipe with a fork, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:49, Reply)

'four 22 year old goldman sachs wanker banker boys' probably would.

(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:43, Reply)

nah
they were drunk and horny, and i'm not really that hideous. but god they were dull. no opinions on anything interesting, just rugby and television. one of them said I was too smart for my own good, and he was going to stick to slutty secretaries. we were talking about travelling. not rocket science. not politics. not the theatre. not the cure for cancer. TRAVELLING.

the financial markets are in the hands of people like this. doom. we're all doomed.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Fri 28 Feb 2014, 11:48, Reply)