Quote Originally Posted by Sir C View Post
family members to celebrate the birthday of the glw. We are going to a rather nice seafood restaurant in Brighton.

A visit to a seafood restaurant means certain things to me. It means foaming tankards of black velvet, half a dozen natives and then lobsters or Dover Soles. It does not mean fillets of sea bass or pan-fried cod or any other standard fish dish I could cook for myself any day of the week. However, if I order what I would like, when it comes to splitting the bill, the majority of those present will sh*t themselves.

What should I do, Awimb? Compromise my beliefs and eat ordinary people's food? That would be dishonest. Insist on paying for everyone? That would be humiliating for the other gentlemen present. Just get on with it in a cheery spirit of 'fúck you'?
Here's what I do bro. I invited people to this famous LA bar, Musso and Frank. I tell them that the creamed carrots are absolutely on me. Have as much as you want, sh!theels. Beyond that, drinks etc., piss off. But you know what, they're okay with that. Them creamed carrots are delicious as fvck.