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>On more than one occasion, after being rejected by a lass on a night out, he told them that his watch was worth more than their life and he could own her if he wanted to.
Ok, that is just fucking pathetic. It was one of the best decisions those lasses ever made in their lives to turn him down. What a sorry excuse for a human being.
But I know the type. Grown out but well coiffed hair, polo shirt, Tommy Hilfiger sweater
carefully draped casually thrown around his neck, vintage Persol sunglasses, some sort of expensive wrist watch, pricey leather shoes... drives his dad's old Jaguar convertible to uni, and oozes perceived superiority with every word, every gesture. Just popped into uni for a few semesters to pick up a degree so it won't look too dodgy when Daddy gets him an executive job at the bank or Daddy's own company. Oh, and he spends his winters skiing in the Alps, and his summers hanging out with D list celebrities in St Tropez. Hey, he's just stating fact, not bragging.
What he won't tell you is that in primary school, he got his arse kicked by the other kids, whose parents were inundated with lawsuit threats by his dad, which resulted in yet more arse kicking. And girls started losing interest when word got around that he still wet his bed at 14.