I mean it's WES I feel sorry for. Imagine having to be associated with this. :-(
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I mean it's WES I feel sorry for. Imagine having to be associated with this. :-(
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I was made to dress up as an Indian to go to a party in Jaipur once. I looked an utter cóck. The place was full of politicians and Bollywood stars and they were all wearing Armani fúcking suits and giggling at me. In order to cover my pain I drank most of a bottle of Johnny Walker Black Label and then got caught by the host taking a píss in his bushes with my kurta pajama round my ankles.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
I almost feel sorry for Justine.
This is all golden content for Parker & Stone's next South Park series, if they're up for it.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
You must have pictures?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
"Black Tie or National Costume"? Your own fault, I'm afraid. You ought to have stood your ground.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Certainly I have pictures.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
I must say, v looked fantastic in a sari.
It just doesn't seem to work for white chaps. There are some here who will remember Ian Harvey on his wedding day.
No. There is no dignity in dressing up like an Indian.
:hehe: I seem to recall you may have drunk the best part of a bottle of whisky that day as well. With some help, of courseQuote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Jesus, you'd think I'd have learnt my lesson. I went to dinner at a farm in Naivasha wearing a fúcking kikoy and the hosts granny almost fainted, thinking an albino Kikuyu had come to rape her over the canapés. :-(Quote:
Originally Posted by redgunamo
The most memorable part of Dear Old Ian's outfit was the spike on the hat that looked like a Cherman WW1 helmet.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Two-hour ceremony :-(
Christ, when I got involved in that raw chilli-eating competition... and when I poked my finger into the dessert of the woman sitting next to me and enquired, "Do you really need those calories?" :-(Quote:
Originally Posted by Luis Anaconda
I was relying on you to keep me on the straight and narrow.
Yes, but at least it wasn't like a church ceremony, given that you could wander round, have a chat, go for a smoke etc..Quote:
Originally Posted by Ash
Yer man from The Village People would beg to differQuote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Did he have his beard oiled and curled, too?Quote:
Originally Posted by Ash
:nod: A full Nuptial Mass is an arse-numbingly grim business. Had one at my cousin's wedding. She married some culchie whose family were very devout and - oh, dear God - not merely invited their parish priest to the wedding, but requested the dreary old cünt to give a speech at the reception. He must have spoken for an hour, ffs.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
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Originally Posted by Sir C
I guessing Burney was referring to pictures of you pissing in the bushes?
Why would I need pictures of that? I know what that looks like. The man never stops pïssing in bushes.Quote:
Originally Posted by Alberto Balsam Rodriguez
There is little more exhilirating than spraying the foliage with a deft, devil-may-care flick of the wrist.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
Not as fun as drawing patterns in the snow.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
There was a fairly obvious flaw in that plan, wasn't there?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Sir C "There is little more exhilirating than spraying the foliage with a deft, devil-may-care flick of the wrist."
Remind me never to shake hands with you
We seem to have stumbled into It Ain't Half Hot Mum territory again.....Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
LA "There was a fairly obvious flaw in that plan, wasn't there?"
I like the idea of a tipping point with Sir C
The point at which the alcohol enters his system
:hehe:
tbf he was fine when I left the wedding at about elevenish. It must have been the next couple of hours what done him in.Quote:
Originally Posted by Viva Prat Vegas