Yesterday BB Bhopali, L, Aish and I spent a few hours in a grotesquely expensive cafe (never going back there) moaning about the creepy existance of gilded youth. We glared at everyone who looked like they did not need to work and at people who got Saturdays off. Several stories emerged in which featured Rich Fathers offered large sums of money/tracts of land to organisations to ensure a permanent job for their insane, unemployable offspring.
Ask me when you see me the next time and I will tell you the best story of the lot. Tis amazing.
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