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generate huge quantities of awe amongst the queue of people you've just walked past and convert previously impassive door staff to grovelling sycophants by loudly demanding/screaming 'Don't you know who I am?' when you are refused entry to a prestigious london night spot. If the mystical effect is taking time to assert itself then follow up with the sure-fire clincher 'I know the guy who owns this place' and seal the deal with 'I'll get you sacked' which is a universally acknowledged way of magically unhitching velvet ropes guarded by unimpressed security staff.
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Sun 5 Jun 2011, 13:17, Reply)