Fat man and Thumb Stubber, the return
Table for 2? Not tonight sir
or any night in the coming decade
Unbelievable! The fact that this chap came within a hundred meters of the restaurant, let alone contemplated entering, is mind boggling!
Fat man and Thumb-stubber where the catalyst for this blog. They were the Straw that Broke this Camels Back. Cunts, and no mistake.
I was lurking round the side door of the building, enjoying a well earned smoke break, when I looked up and saw the massive bulk approach me. What was left of the evening sun was blocked out by his gargantuan frame. I recognised them straight away. He wore shimmering Farah-esque slacks and grey slip on shoes, that you just know covered up a pair of white socks, and an open neck shirt that revealed a curly, greying patch of chest hair. [shudder] He had his arm round Thumb-stubber the way teenagers do when they are full of hormones and can't stop touching each other. He probably can't walk unaided. Thumb-stubber herself was sporting a fetching trouser suit from Kay's Catalogue or a market stall somewhere. Her thumb glowed/radiated nicotine in the evening twilight.
Fat man spotted me first and nudged his yellowish lover who smiled nervously at me, revealing her yellow/brown teeth. Nice. He frowned, muttered something to Thumb-stubber then performed a perfect u-turn and wobbled away in the other direction. Whilst I was delighted they got the point that they are not welcome, I would have enjoyed telling them personally. But my God they must have some set of kahonas to even think about coming back. I'm a very forgiving person, but after their antics on their last visit I'd just leave it alone if I was them.
A beautiful couple and no mistake
14 People trying to get Manuel's attention:
Now I have to go and find out who these nasty people are.
And thanks for solving the mystery of you illustrious relations to Irish feminist history, Manuel.
That's supposed to be "your illustrious relations"
Shhhhhhhhh, old K will find out and get upset.
Didn't you go out with that lady? mmmmmm? Didn't you?
I hate when somebody gets the message from my body language to get lost before i have the chance to swear at them properly.
Medbh: They are very best avoided, amd thunb stubber and Fatman
LMM: Yes dear...
Plusultra: Tell me about it. I was up n ready to let lose with a vitriolic attack of mega proportions and they just up n split. Bastards...
"yellowish lover" you mean he's homosexual,fuck me if it isn't Twenty Major and on a good day at that, he's lookin' well.
Y;-) Paddy
Manuel, if I were related to that family it would be pasted on a banner on the 'ol blog.
Who cares if bragging about your family is obnoxious?
had to read the reason why...good on you, sugar, for not even having to speak to such dimwitted skanks! you must have given them the "don't-even-think-of-coming-in-here" look!
I would've pooed onto my hand and thrown it at them. But that's just me.
They've some bloomin' neck the pair of them, after the carry on of the last time.
Can you not let them come in, and then make sure they get food poisoning and die?
With her thumb?
Bloody well ouch!
Paddy: well spotted, as always
medbh: obnoxious is my middle name!
savannah: but i wanted to vocalise my emotions, spoil sports
kav: a man of true class
fmc: I know! Some set of balls...
fat sparrow: poisoning? they wish! i have bigger plans for them
sam: oh yes, a real princess
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