The highest concentration of 10/10's I've ever seen was in Las Vegas on a Saturday night in Tao, it was like minimum 8/10 night. They just do that **** out there, they don't give a **** about fat girls and their 'feelings', they're just not allowed in. No stank, just freshness from wall to wall. There's nothing like that **** here, too many ****s given about how the fat girls will feel, some earthquake causing motherfucker wants to shake her flab so let's spoil it for everybody.
I wonder how they actually manage that filtration? Do they just tell them "No munters sorry"? Reduces the chances of an easy lay like.
No. 100%, no. It's holiday season of course so there are ****ing loads of England's worst (and occasionally finest) strolling around in inappropriate clothes. Town will be bouncing tonight, can't wait for the laugh! Thankfully I get to piss off back home tomorrow and then off to the Cotswolds Friday to rub shoulders with some landed gentry. Tweed and flat caps abound, tally ho.
They have different ways, the fella who told me about it says he usually finds something wrong with one of the girl's in the group's outfits and usually they all **** off, but sometime he has to start a heated argument with them by accusing one of them of being loud/drunk, once they start to raise their voice they just get told to leave. If they were compliant and he had no other choice but to let them in, usually they'd pay their money to get in and get thrown straight back out for something minor
Wasn't there a discussion somewhere last year about fat-people-tax on planes? I wonder how that would work. Some folk are chubbers and weigh 16 stone, then some people look like Anthony Joshua and are 17 stone. Maybe the check-in girls would have each passenger do the truffle shuffle.
Your hold bag is 5kgs over the maximum allowance, so there'll be a surcharge Sir. Are you going to charge that fat **** in the queue behind me a surcharge for the extra 50kgs he's carrying in his trunk over mine like? Winds me up
Great post. I've been to a few 'poser' clubs. Unfortunately I end up eating mass amount of pills and stand in front of the biggest speaker I can find and gurn all night. Not a good look, but the tunes were banging.
We go to Atlantic coast France every year for our holiday. The French birds are world class man. Superb. The Brits less so.
No woman should weigh 16 stone. Sorry. There should be scales at the entrances to sweet and cake shops, and any woman weighing-in at more than, say, 12 stone should be turned away by the door staff.
Exactly, Tobias! Once, I was forced to sit next to a bloke, on a plane, who clearly weighed twice what I did. Did they charge the ****er twice my ticket price? Did they ****! Boy! Did he hit the trolley service hard! I could have survived a week off what he shovelled down his gullet during that flight!
