Manchester Evening News

[gordondaviesmoustache]

Will it be epic?

Will what be epic ? The end of the world, your first shag a knowing glance on a train station platform. You could narrow things down a bit.

Without wishing to put words in Damo's mouth, I suspect he was lampooning a little.

 

[andyhinch]

Will it be epic?

Will what be epic ? The end of the world, your first shag a knowing glance on a train station platform. You could narrow things down a bit.

Without wishing to put words in Damo's mouth, I suspect he was lampooning a little.

I suspect I was as well Mr Clark:)

 

[gordondaviesmoustache]

Will what be epic ? The end of the world, your first shag a knowing glance on a train station platform. You could narrow things down a bit.

Without wishing to put words in Damo's mouth, I suspect he was lampooning a little.

I suspect I was as well Mr Clark:)

Sure.

 

[Didsbury Dave]

Haha! I get to deal with these pricks every weekend. The full repertoire in fact, the wedding itself, then the stories of how 'mental' the stag do was and the football shite normally kicks in later on. I just smile as I take their money, wishing that midnight would hurry up so I can fuck the boring cunts off.
Love the banter do wedding guests..

They love getting loudly and irritatingly pissed in formal back tie gear, and letting the dickie bow hang unfastened at the end of the night to show how much carnage has ensued, as they ironically smoke a cigar. Most are called Jules or Josh.

I'm on a stag do at the weekend, paint balling, drinking and strippers, it'll be full on carnage, don't see your problem with people having fun, but you didn't get the nickname dismal for nothing a suppose

I bet you'll be doing that hilarious prank where one of you fills a condom with baby oil and pushes it up the arse of your pissed mate when he's asleep, eh?

Legend.

 

[andyhinch]

Without wishing to put words in Damo's mouth, I suspect he was lampooning a little.

I suspect I was as well Mr Clark:)

Sure.

It's off roading not paintballing awesome:)

 

[Gaylord du Bois]

I suspect I was as well Mr Clark:)

Sure.

It's off roading not paintballing awesome:)

Will you be having names on the back of your t-shirts?

 

[Didsbury Dave]

I've been to a few weddings like that. Hard work after a bit. I always end up offending one of the alpha-males in the pack, which passes the time.

It's great - I'm there when they arrive in the morning, nice as fucking pie and all polite. Then as the day progresses and the drinks flowing the louder they get until like DD says they start with the sing songs and the passing around of cigars. I've taken great joy in asking them to leave when I've overheard them talking down to my staff - the difference in attitude as they splutter their apologies and beg not to be thrown out almost makes me change my mind - then I remember why they're getting launched in the first place and don't feel so bad. I normally know who they support by that point which obviously plays a part in who gets a reprise and who has to explain to the groom why he's gotta go :-)

You can always tell the character of a man by how he talks to the serving/ waiting staff at a function.

Never a truer word spoken.

As an aside, the worst I ever heard for that was at a friend's wedding- a wealthy Indian family from Rochdale. This was at the Dunkenhalgh in the Ribble valley, and some of the men, wealthy British Indians, were bollocking the staff in front of everyone. I mean really really embarrassing them and talking to them like dirt.

Funnily enough, the bloke who was marrying my friend was exactly one of these rugby types and his mate gave the most excruciating best mans speech I've ever heard- all banter and pisstaking and swearing. He opened the speech with that hackneyed "I've prepared a few lines and me and the groom have just snorted them in the bogs" joke, and it went downhill from there. The rugby lad contingent were laughing like hyenas whilst the older Hindus were mortified.

It was a bad cultural melting pot but we still talk about that wedding to this day.

 

[Damocles]

Will it be epic?

Will what be epic ? The end of the world, your first shag a knowing glance on a train station platform. You could narrow things down a bit.

Thought Mrs Hinch was only working on Tibb Street now. Will report back after I've been to Victoria.

 

[Chris in London]

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It's obvious who it is. That clown who wrote the article. You can tell by the posts.

Yup, there is a whininess that comes across in both his posts and tweets.

Yes, he's your common or garden modern day early twenties middle class internet football bantersaurus.

The sort who goes on stag dos in matching t-shirts and calls his mates "legends".

The archbishop of banterbury.

The Archbishop of Banterbury?

More like the Vicar of Bray

 

[Bill]

as I said, he was "at it" from the off.