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Oi, following Paul's example, I really need a fucking job. My parents have decided to stop sponsoring my deliciously wanton lifestyle, and I have no intention of giving up my habits.
At first, I thought of becoming a rent boy, and charging everyone 100 quid for each go, but then I realized that after the second or third car, my dad might start to question where the money was pouring in. Sadly, unlike Bob, I have no spare arse fat to sell to medical science.
So. I've decided. I, Alex Kapranos, am opening up my own club. Come to my fabulous establishment and I might lower the price. not.
At first, I thought of becoming a rent boy, and charging everyone 100 quid for each go, but then I realized that after the second or third car, my dad might start to question where the money was pouring in. Sadly, unlike Bob, I have no spare arse fat to sell to medical science.
So. I've decided. I, Alex Kapranos, am opening up my own club. Come to my fabulous establishment and I might lower the price. not.