The best of intentions always turn black

28 Sep

It started with the best of intentions, the most altruistic of motivations. A friend’s fundraiser to build a children’s village in Tanzania saw us all congregate and lend support. So very civilised, so many opportunities for witty banter.

Naturally, whenever I go out my initial hopes for the night are best imagined as a Dominic Dunne-styled outings. Repartee fired over martinis and sobranies and always tremendously referenced. It goes without saying that the women always look fabulously groomed, sleek like purring cats.

Even more naturally, the reality is that you and your friends will create a ruckus by throwing projectiles at people, screeching down the street singing the Benny Hill chase song as you run for more booze to sneak in, astound people with your superficiality and demand that men dance for your affections while pretending to take a phonecall from a grovelling Morten Harket. With Panda eyes. And did I mention ringing people to scream “BLACK!” down the phone?

This is the perfect film clip to watch while nursing a cup of tea, vegemite toast and raging fucking hangover:

3 Responses to “The best of intentions always turn black”

  1. charabanc follies September 30, 2007 at 3:50 pm #

    darling that is the best clip ever, hangover or nomore late nights of remorse from you please, the payoff is so sweetampersand/chess

  2. Adam October 2, 2007 at 4:05 am #

    she has spangly legz.

  3. Simpsonslover October 26, 2007 at 3:17 am #

    Geez. That Nicole Kidman has come a long way with her bike tricks since BMX Bandits.

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