Just another Tuesday night out
So I went on a blind date last night. We were in Gordon’s. There I was, chatting away to this wonderful woman, when we were interrupted by a very tall and very drunk man who had lost a laptop bag complete with fresh divorce papers. Happily, it turned out to be behind the bar.
Next, we had to rescue two pinstriped gentlemen from the attentions of a craggy and mournful-looking transsexual. I felt a bit sorry for her, but they were very scared, so we took pity and talked to them. They told us that they were mercenaries, gave us their top 10 reprehensible governments (Britain at number 1, America at number 2, followed by various African and Middle Eastern states), and explained how when not shooting civilians on behalf of repressive regimes they enjoyed putting on expressive dance performances. I actually don’t think they were joking.
After that, I found Dougald, and in the pub next door we found ourselves talking to a director of Merrill Lynch.
All in all, just another Tuesday night out…
 
 
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