Nov 15, 2007 21:43
We're back. Malaysia was a fucking wash.
This is the first time in weeks that I've come back to the Club and not had a single letter from Westminster. The first time in weeks that I've not had my next hanging lined up.
And I'm hardly fucking surprised. Right, Rich?
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Luck. Ha.
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Dude, I dont know why you even care. You get paid the same anyway, right? This way we can just sit around the club shooting the shit and looking for fly bitches to mack on.
Plus I wanna get on this plan for French. Some guys came and took my fucking disco ball away, Matt. And all the girls have split except the one with the peg leg, and that's only cos she can't get down the stairs. And I can't get up em cause she keeps screamin at me. That's not even english, man.
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Let's talk more about French. I could use the distraction. And I might forgive you for this latest fuck-up.
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fuck yes! Okay French. My idea: we open a pirate themed place! We've already got the girl with the pegleg and we could get all the other girls to wear eyepatchs and stripey shirts, right, and I could be Captain Fulcher of the SS French.
whadya think?
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Have you not been reading these shamen prattling on about the fucking purple things?
Well that was mine and it was my bloody meal ticket.
Why bother with a theme? If the girls are right and the drink flows, the johns will be happy.
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