edmund and lukee meet gus

[Corpsey]

Feel like you three should have recorded this meeting like a three-mic podcast

I wonder if you could get the bankside poets a booking in brooklyn, where I seem to remember you live?

 

[sus]

HOW CAN HE NOT ANSWER?!?!?!!???

 

[Clinamenic]

Sus got ghosted by the corpse.

 

[sus]

The lads gave me unusable cash for their drinks! Nobody will take it! They say the bills are no good, no plastic!

 

[sus]

Taking advantage of a fresh faced foreigner! And I even refused the money at first, I said let me treat you they said No Gus we insist. And handed me monopoly money!

 

[sus]

Wait these might be bills my girlfriends dad gave me. I may have falsely accused. "Woops"!

 

[sus]

Can't believe I accused my best friend Ed and Luke. Really disappointed in my own character or lack thereof

 

[Corpsey]

Who did you like more, of the two of them?

 

[sus]

Ed is wispy and wise Luke is a mischievous goblin

 

[IdleRich]

Luke flirted with a handsome (Afro-American expat, altho of course his race not important) bartender. But he was just incredibly thick. The densest man I've ever met.

Surely you could tell that from posts on dissensus already?

Didn't you meet Luka and Edmund previously anyway or am I totally losing it?

 

[IdleRich]

Sus how many days are you spending in Didcot? People normally do four or five nights

Yeah but that is really gonna be a rush to fit everything on. Honestly I still can't truly say that I have a handle in what Didcot really is about, where its soul lies etc

 

[IdleRich]

I find that pretty mean-spirited. "It's a town that exists just for the sake of it, just for people to live in" - well that's what people do innit, I mean it's kinda what the human race has strived for millenia to achieve; safety, cleanness, food, shelter and community - not everyone has the restless roving unquenchable thirst for culture, aesthetic pulchitrude and the vaguely defined 'aspiration' - the lack of which irreparably mars Didcot - of these two elite urban hipsters from the megacity of Manchester or whatever who travel round disparaging the salt of the earth people of Didcot and sumilar towns.

Though I remember when I told mum I was moving to Portugal and she suggested I instead try Didcot which had the advantage of being just down the road, plus for just four times the price I could buy a house that would fit in the living room of my flat here, plus if need be I could get a job in Footlocker or Costa Coffee - I looked at her as if she was mentally ill and the subject was quietly dropped so maybe they got the germ of a point somewhere...

 

[WashYourHands]

anywhere south of Warwickshire you have to dab your toe in first to test the water for traps