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Remember these handy, dandy lifestyle guides often contain some rather raucous language so if you are not of a strong disposition, look away now!
The Nutcase
Remember these handy, dandy lifestyle guides often contain some rather raucous language so if you are not of a strong disposition, look away now!
Tom's Guide To... Your Mates
Ah, your mates are the best aren’t they? Always there to call you a
cunt, drop foreign objects in your pint or riffle through your mum’s knicker
drawer. Those funny fuckers! But did you know, it’s been proven by science*
that all groups of lads conform to the following groups?
*This may or may not be true.
If you’re thinking, I can fit my mates into nearly all of the
categories except for that unsavoury character. Well my friend, that’s because
it’s probably you.
The Smooth Operator
Classic example – Prince Harry
The ladies’ man, one handsome bastard with a sharp fashion sense and
dance moves to match. While you’re with the lads, deciding whose shit-stained
50p is on the pool table, he’s schmoozing up the lovely behind the bar. While
you’re content grinding up against some garden shed, he seems to have a harem
of sexy girls orbiting him. He’s a handy asset to your squad though, acting
like a Venus flytrap in a polo shirt, he lures unwary females over to your
table. First impressions made, all that’s left is to flood pitchers of Cheeky Vimto
down their necks until they think you’re as good looking and interesting as
him.
Pros – Wingman? He’s flying
this fucking thing. Without him, you ugly mugs would have less chance picking
up the hotties than an eskimo with a cold.
Cons – Your girlfriend
almost certainly fancies him more than you.
The State
Classic example - Steve-O (Jackass) (Pre-sobriety)
And you thought you were hardcore? This mad fucker never stops! Come
4am you’re about ready for a taxi, a pitta full of dog meat and a nice warm bed
to soil. He’s already talking about heading to the next club and meeting up for
a beer and burger come lunchtime. You’ve reluctantly followed him on a night
out before and ended up in a dingy basement flat, far from home, not knowing
anyone while he’s locked in a room doing cocaine off a midget’s elbow.
Meanwhile, scary men are threatening to ‘shank you’ unless you get in the den
they’ve made out of living room furniture.
Pros – Always up for it. Just finished work? Let’s get a pint! Girlfriend dumped you? Let’s get a pint!
Someone stole your kidney in an alley?...
Cons – He’ll probably end up
addicted to a class-A drug, go to rehab, relapse and end up living in a
crack-den. You’ll try and stay in touch at first but get frustrated every time
he asks for a fiver for his fix.
The Guy Who Has A House.
Classic Example - Tom Cruise in Risky Business
When it’s too cold to sit on the swings, drinking cheap cider you’re
normally at his house. Who cares if you burn ciggy holes in the sofa, mash
Quavers into the carpet or let stray cats shit in his fridge? Here, there are
no rules. All that’s left to do is fill every available space with beer,
arrange a party to rival a Gipsy funeral via the internet and wait for the
local news reporters to arrive.
Pros – If you’re sick on his
floor you can just cover it in newspaper and let nature take its course.
Cons – His landlord will
throw him out after the complaints about noise, illegal fight clubs and badger
infestations that will inevitably result from your soirees.
The Nutcase
Classic example – Francis Begbie (Trainspotting)
While you impress the ladies with your spot on MC Hammer moves, he
stands on the side-lines, scanning the area for danger like some
steroid-abusing meerkat. When someone innocently dances into you, he’s the
first on the scene, neck veins pulsing, index finger pointing vigorously. The
Nutcase definitely has his uses though. If those dick’eds who are getting fresh
aren’t subdued by your Chinese burns and girlish slaps, he can step in, thus
saving the day.
Pros – You feel more secure than
a spunk-resistant Megan Fox in a prison for bukkake maniacs in this mad bastard’s
company.
Cons – He starts more
trouble than he prevents, the night ultimately ending with you face down on the
concrete when the bouncers decide “someone looking at me funny” isn’t a good
enough excuse to break a man’s head off the urinal.
The Butt of all Jokes
Classic example – Pancho (Dirty Sanchez)
He’s probably a bit short, a bit fat and a bit of a lightweight and he
takes the one-way traffic of banter like a sponge. He’s the first one you break
out the sharpie on after a few too many Jagerbombs and is just the perfect size
to arrange a living room on top of, if human buckaroo is more your thing, you
progressive fuckers. Yes, he’s an idiot, with comebacks about as sharp as a
spoon and game about as stylish as Accrington Stanley, but he’s your idiot! And
by God, you’ll defend him if anyone but the lads takes the piss.
Pros – You can quickly and
seamlessly turn any unwanted abuse onto him. (Example; the lads are telling you
how much they want to shag your mum, to which you reply, ‘fair enough, but
let’s agree that we all really want to shag ‘BOAJ’s’ mum.’ The boys nod in
agreement and you resume your pint, your mum’s honour intact).
Cons – He’ll probably want
the ‘why don’t you respect me?’ chat,
every few months. You’ll recognise that you probably give him a bit of a hard
time and end it with an apology and a manly hug. Then you call him a cunt
within 5 minutes of hanging out with the lads, to a rapturous applause - and
the status quo is restored.
The Guy Who’s Never Out
Classic example – The Prodigal Son (The Bible, dipshit)
Either he’s completely pussy whipped, a serial masturbator or maybe he
just too cool to hang out with you pricks, but when he’s about, he’s greeted
with complicated high fives and off the cuff wanders to the pub, abandoning all
prior engagements (girlfriends anniversary, granddad’s funeral, doctors to get
that lump on your bollock sorted). You’ll drunkenly swear to meet up more often
and then take it in turns to one-up each other’s stories about the times you
hung out with this awesome motherfucker, parading him around like some sick,
fleshy trophy. He sits uncomfortably; glad he doesn’t see you more often.
Pros – He’s just awesome,
remember that time when you all went camping and he did that cool thing and it
was awesome? He doesn’t.
Cons – You lent him £30 for
that trip to the pub and you probably won’t see him again for another 3 years.
By that time the country has gone to the dogs, currency has depreciated in
value and all £30 can buy you is a pack of skittles. The sly cunt planned this
all along.
The Shit-Chatter
Classic example – Jay (The Inbetweeners)
You’re never quite sure why you hang around with this lad. Sure he’s a
mate, but do you really care ‘what he should have said’ to those geezers at the
last bar? Or that time he drank himself sober? Or when he freed all those
sailors from the Somali pirates? You probably put up with him because your
parents are all old friends and told you to let him hang around with you and
the boys. Even back then he was liar, never shutting up about how his dad used
to molest him, the little fibber!
Pros – It’s difficult to
find anything good in this annoying little twat’s repertoire. Apparently he
once had trials for Everton so he must be pretty good at football. Even though
it’s unquestionably bullshit, we’ll give him that. Just.
Cons – He’s a bit of a prick.
The Girl
Elliot (Scrubs)
She’s a star isn’t she? The only one who, not only remembers it’s your
birthday, but buys you a present too! She’s just one of guys really, but she
smells better. You can honestly tell her how you’re feeling about life, your
hopes and dreams and not live in fear that she’ll tell the fellas. And the best
part is you don’t even fancy her, you’re just really good mates who enjoy each
other’s company, regardless of gender. Then you get drunk and try to shag her.
Bad move.
Pros – Girls won’t think
you’re involved in a hideous human trafficking ring when they see one of their
own, free of bruises and clearly not on heroin, acting comfortably in your
ranks.
Cons – You can’t stop trying
to shag her. Plus one week a month she goes a bit mental.
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So there you go. Sorry if I've dashed any conceptions of friendships you may have but maybe you just need to be a better judge of character! I guess this shows why I don't have any friends!
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