Who ran into some complete tosser from bygone days, this Christmas?
FinsburyParkCarrots
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I did, on Christmas Eve. He's a bigger tosser now than he was last time I saw him boring the fook out of everyone in the pub, in 1991.
This Christmas had been a lovely time for seeing old, good friends, but that gibbering, preening tit with his more-worthy-reason-for-being-veggie-than-anyone-else, and his dyed "black" hair (orange to cover the grey), and his Oedipal boner for DH Lawrence's Sons and Lovers, and his statement that On The Road is better than Hamlet, and his twee little stomach pains each time he took a sup on his Guinness, made me want to smack him not once but several times, very hard. Alas, I was in the Christmas spirit.
Do you ever meet people from days of yore, who actually succeed in being bigger nobheads these days? He reckons he's writing a novel. I hope he calls it, "The man who lacked humour, charity, taste, decency, and deodorant."
This Christmas had been a lovely time for seeing old, good friends, but that gibbering, preening tit with his more-worthy-reason-for-being-veggie-than-anyone-else, and his dyed "black" hair (orange to cover the grey), and his Oedipal boner for DH Lawrence's Sons and Lovers, and his statement that On The Road is better than Hamlet, and his twee little stomach pains each time he took a sup on his Guinness, made me want to smack him not once but several times, very hard. Alas, I was in the Christmas spirit.
Do you ever meet people from days of yore, who actually succeed in being bigger nobheads these days? He reckons he's writing a novel. I hope he calls it, "The man who lacked humour, charity, taste, decency, and deodorant."
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As for running into old friends, hardly, I've barely ran into my own family this xmas.
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- the great Sir Leo Harrison
Jeez Fins, what with that and facebook ex's, sounds like you've got quite a bit of past kicking your ass!
Thought you said you couldn't make it round my way? Ah, must've read that wrong. Ah I am a miserable fucker tonight, must be the red.
- the great Sir Leo Harrison
It's in English. Proper English, mush.
*Throws harmless a cider*
That's the stuff! Cheers Fins!
- the great Sir Leo Harrison
I'm so sorry to hear you had to run into someone like that!
It all sounds dreadful! :mad:
I'm glad you didn't smack him though.
This is pure hilarity.
And you're right. It takes a tosser of the first rate to even attempt to compare On the Road to Hamlet. It's like comparing Charlie Parker to Mozart.
And thankfully I didn't run into any nobs from days of yore this year. I stuck close to family and drank vat after vat of Scotch, and ate the fattiest of foods, including some brownies on xmas day that were positively the Dog's Bollocks.
--P. Farrell
R.i.p. My Dad - May 28, 2007
R.i.p. Black Tail (cat) - Sept. 20, 2008