Saturday, 18 December 2010

Christmas Special.

Happy Christmas from DTA motherfuckers.

Welcome to the Christmas special! I’m just coming off a night that never happened if your name is Frank Rennie and reinforced the fact that I hate most people in the snowsports society. I hate stereotypes but I do believe in statistics and percentages and 80% of snowsports members I have met are to put it eloquoently, self obsessed morons although that might just be a reflection of society in general.

It was also Christmas at the Mansion on Wednesday and even for an African Jew like me it was quite a sensational event. The food was outstanding, the roast chicken was sensational, the potatoes and vegetables were phenomenal even the ham looked good. To top it off was the outrageous dessert I concocted, a quite delicious apricot tart. However putting the dessert together came with a rather uncomfortable moment in M&S, with an assistant looking at me with unease when I asked her for a champagne that goes well with an apricot tart, I felt like a black man asking for the vote during the height of apartheid South Africa. Secret Santa was also a highlight with some really thoughtful gifts, I was particularly happy with the gift Lee Prpa gave me; a rather pimpalicious (yes I said it) smoking pipe with accompanying dollar bill ring, which will no doubt serve me well in the smoking area of clubs which seem to be where I spend most of my time on nights out even though I don’t smoke and find smoking repulsive (unless it’s being used as part of a slimming aid, joking).

The accompanying union was also very eventful, with everyone dispersing and coming back with eventful tales, Chris finally crossed a massive obstacle which has stood in his way since the summer term and wrapped up a very memorable term for his sex life, or more accurately the start of his sex life. He also proved his love for his friends by standing up to a guy who seemed to have a problem with Kieran, the funny thing about Kieran is that no matter how outrageous his behaviour, he can always count on us, thereby probably reinforcing his behaviour.I also had an interesting union with a lady mesmerising me on the dance floor with her ridiculous body and dancing, I was entranced and quite frankly will never be able to get the image out of my head.

So an interesting term comes to end, I wish I had blogged more of the terms antics but do not despair, next term shall be equally exciting, for one I will be hosting dinner for 200 pharmacists, so that should be interesting.

I leave you with a trailer from an upcoming Mel Gibson film about a depressed toy company executive who resorts to using a beaver puppet to communicate and deal with his issues. I might adopt such a tactic...but probably not.

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