A few pleasures, not too guilty though
I went to uni and repeated my 1st year thrice. I never took an exam and left with nothing but a 'Player of the year' award for the football team. My parents paid for everything. Car (and everything that comes with it, insurance, petrol etc), rent in a house with the lads, fees, and bought shopping once a week for the house too. I never had a student load and so have no debts. I hardly ever went to class, just went on the piss most nights. In short, think of Van Wilder, before he had to knuckle down and pass. I had that, except without the burden of organising massive parties.

I grew up on a council estate and moved, at 21, to a beach in Australia. When I phone home, I always ask what the weather's like.

I'm a bar manager, and have access to a bounty of free piss. I treat every weekend shift as a night out and drink throughout, always ensuring there's a massive staybe afterwards. I manage to go out with no money, and come home with at least $30 in tips on top of being paid for the shift most nights of the week. I like to ask my mates how much they spent last night, and then tell them this story. They all hate me.

So there you have it, pleasurable for me, not guilty, more smug that I've lived a charmed life.
(Visionaryofthe1980s www.myspace.com/visionariesofthe1980s, Wed 19 Mar 2008, 12:54, 4 replies)

I hate you too
Nuff said
(frankspencer, Wed 19 Mar 2008, 13:01, closed)

Cheer up Frank!
*removes the red Franktonite the Easter Bunny put in Franks ringpiece*

You've seemed a litte down lately, discuss.
(tiger blood and Adonis DNA, Wed 19 Mar 2008, 13:11, closed)

but
you have a half inch cock right? Please tell me something to restore the equilibrium. The fate of the universe hangs in the balance.
( I have run out of coke is a little sweaty, Wed 19 Mar 2008, 17:13, closed)

How your parents must love you.

(Musuko, Wed 19 Mar 2008, 17:17, closed)