Saturday evening:
My Swiss friends invited me to dinner at the restaurant. It extends
inevitably by a famous drink in a bar - but that I do not particularly - of pédéland ...
[A crowded place, which looks like a meat that has the distinction of having the bar after a shower glass - I let you understand, eh ...] No evening worthy of this name in mind, they offer me to follow them to C.
After all, the time change, I get home early anyway.
Apparently, everyone was there ... I have not seen many people, that it was more shielded.
[I have just crossed the distance a ghost from the past ...] That's where you
tell you that the reception capacity of Parisian nights are quite limited [relative to population francilienne].
And yet, half of the clubbers are eager to Brussels and Amsterdam this weekend. [...]
Everyone had decided to go out tonight. The time change is good.
For cons, the RATP has not adapted the capabilities of its Noctiliens.
I drove pressed against the glass front of the bus between the cab and the front door ... [...] Sunday night
I had planned anyway out this Sunday. For once, the Swiss are there ...
I gave them appointments to the 1H OVK.
Before Champagne and sushi in the 17th with A. and on file at the Champs. It is poor or there is not [the taxes still hurt] ... We released the pass this week.
Obviously, arriving too early is ... young.
aggravating factor
"- Say, is not the school holidays?"
"- If I believe everything is explained ..."
"- It's weird, I feel old ... One day we'll have to stop anyway."
"- It could happen in not so long anymore."
"- It is the only major one, no?"
"- Yes, almost. Well come on, come on, we'll drink!" [...]
box fills nicely. The average age increases a little too [sigh].
[...] Regulars [including our friends] arrive too. The Swiss follow shortly.
It's starting to be seriously many people. [...]
Small habits:
The pit is separated from the VIP area located just above with a mini-stage with an edge-cut. A gate at the bottom to avoid falling into the pit.
A barrier that exceeds the top 15 cm above the records of the VIP seats.
Above the VIP area, a safety net to which it is forbidden to hang. In fact, management tolerates the VIP ride on the backs of seats but prevents [and has already seen come to blows] to climb the fence because you must always cling to the net to avoid falling.
Tonight for example, is output Loana [No no, she is not dead!] And dance with guys standing on the back glass of champagne in hand.
[It is really very distinguished ...] The little shit :
At one point, D. asks me to keep his place standing on the ledge.
is a place not so light that it preserves and jostling and heat when busy.
I ride right next to F.
She pointed out that the guy standing behind her [on the fence, not on the seat back] has the elegance of his kicking foot ...
We exchange our seats ... Yes.
I'm getting closer to the fence to include the guy that cushions are not stalled but that human beings ... Nothing.
Instead, he used it to give me kicks yet stronger with its semi-pointy shoes to trendy metrosexual.
I hesitate to grab his legs and swinging in the air to make him understand the reason for the ban on what he does. Finally, I just push a shot from the farm gate on the file and it glower history to put things in place.
We actually dealing with a pseudo-double "young" by Frederic Beigbeder [with 20 years of delay, without the chin / second nose]:
Glasses Beigbeder Beigbeder hairstyle - dark brown version, presumably the same trade Basic [pub or communication] and attendance pédésexuelles evenings "because it's fun and trendy ...
He leans towards me ... I do not know what to do, so I whispered to him [to cover the sound of music]: "- Please trampled like that is very nice!"
"- but fuck you!"
[Oh, no right Beigbeder: It lacks distributed]
"- But I reassure you, it's reciprocal, fuck you too!"
"- The difference is that I, unlike you, I have paid to be here!"
[In addition to lack of etiquette, this boy does not take the shit!]
"- But we also figure we paid up ... And we're here a little more often than you. In the end, management finds it you know!"
"- Fuck you! Just get off if it bothers you."
[Ah, it lacks literary talent ...]
"- ..."
He leans back to me:
"- No, but you want to stay or go? Because otherwise, I can go and ask what you make out ..."
[The threat now?! Attention, I'm rich but the more I long arm!]
"- You can go there, I encourage you to go to complain. The management of the institution - such as security guards - You will notice that you have no right to be standing on the fence ... We will be ... not you! "
" - ... "
" - You do what you want, but we are still. "
[I think I have your nose ...]
I turned back to the pit. I take this opportunity to explain F., flabbergasted, the content of our exchange.
"- B. You know, he's not ready to make us turn this idiot!"
Yes, D. I "replace" is a friend of the DJ.
F. is a most loyal regulars, known to all the staff of the club ...
80% of the group of friends around us is known to the staff and friends of the organizer of the evening ...
[Not to mention that fucked with that ...] [...]
Thereafter, the guy and his buddy swing in our direction of ice ...
[Given the crowd and ambient heat, it was a good idea!]
At each reception, we greet with a "Merciiiiii!" and a big smile.
But anyway, having nothing else to do during an evening, you really run out of capacity festive!
Well, that's the gilded youth of today:
pretext that it has the means to afford a bottle believes that all can afford.
But in fact it is poor and it has only tiny balls!
Apart from that?
I deserted with a few just before 3:30 ...
This is not the age but I have an appointment at 7:30 with my Chancellor for a pre-budget review of galactic ...
And if not?
A weekend more than busy for a week ... than charged.
What else?
Heard in a pub on M6
"- Your ex loves you he always? Get the answer to 6 November 19!"
I explode into laughter ...
"- But of course ... He loves me, yes. They all love me!"
But (again) yet?
What is a promotional contest to mind gone wrong?
"- In your mobile
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