Colloquial English can be colourful if a little confusing for the non UK resident. In this short story I have attempted, in I hope a humorous way, to enlighten those readers who may have been having problems understanding some stories, movies, or TV programmes made by us Brits.
Cheers (Good luck)
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Tom and Alec made their way up the street towards the boozer (pub), where they were meeting up with a couple of their mates (friends) for a night out on the pull (pick up some women) and have it large, (have some fun).
"Don't know why I'm going out tonight, I'm totally borasic (financially broke), and I'll be totally gobsmacked (surprised) if we see any women at the club worth it." Tom winged (moaned).
"Don't be such a big girls blouse you pratt (friendly insult), there's bound to be a load of tasty girls (good looking) there just gagging for it tonight (girl up for sex), you won't need any money. I'll lend you some to get in and buy the first round, and a curry later, and then it's up to you to do your thing."
Reaching the pub, Tom a good looking lad in his early twenties and a really diamond geezer (really nice man) pointed over to where his friend Jimmy stood beside a flash set of wheels (car). "Jesus Alec look what that big flash git (friendly insult) has there." And the two men walked across the road to where Jimmy stood smiling. "What you got there you cretin (insult)?" Tom asked.
"What I have here my friend is a real fanny magnet (car that is flash to pull the girls), If I pull tonight and give the bird a lift home in this she should be absofuckinglutely (definitely) up for it."
"So that's your plan?"
"I'll cut one out of the herd in the club, fill her with a couple of glasses of cheap plonk (wine), give her all the chat real proper like, offer her a lift home and Bish Bosh (done deal) its 'give the girl a good shafting' (sex) in the back of the motor, and if she's behaves herself I might just offer to see her again."
"You're all fucking heart Jimmy. You have no respect for the opposite sex." Tom laughed.
"Don't be such a plonker (fool), you know that's what you're going to the club for as well. Find one that's up for it (looking for sex), it's what we're all doing there, it's what every man there tonight is there for..... Unless they're shirt lifters (gay men) that is."
Walking up to the door of the pub where there was a crowd of people standing around drinking Tom noticed a real tasty (good looking) blond wearing a short tight black skirt and top that was just short enough to expose a little of her midrift. "Take a look at her....she's for me."
Jimmy and Alec looked over, "Well she's the best one in that crowd of mingers (unattractive women)."
Alec elbowed Jimmy, "You didn't mention in your plan for tonight whether the girl has to be good looking, just that she's arching for it, (ready to have sex)."
"I have my standards, she has to be at least a little presentable."
Laughing he replied, "Yeah.....two eyes, hair, a big pair of tits and a cunt."
"And a mouth....you have to put your piece of meat (prick) somewhere other than in her muff (cunt) sometimes."
"Like I said you're all fucking heart Jimmy." Tom said and moved closer to the blond.
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Mandy noticed the tall lad in the jeans and blue check shirt that was giving her the eye. He was kind of cute with dark curly hair and a sweet smile. Straightening her back a little to thrust out her breasts she exchanged a quick eyeball (glance eye to eye) with him in a flirty way, and then looked back to her friends and giggled.
Tom was just about to walk over and chat her up when there was a loud noise and a crash from inside the pub.
"What the fuck was that?" Jimmy exclaimed, "Sounds like some aggro (fight) is going down inside.
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There was a lot of shouting and then a man came running out, chased by two other men.
"Shit looks like a bit of bovver (trouble) here." Alec muttered. "I recognise that fuckwit being chased; it's Brian Ventnor from up Orpington way. Don't know what he's doing on this Manor (area) he's a real toerag (insult) and a complete nutter (crazy)."
Jimmy added as the two men chasing caught up with the man that Alec recognised, and then cornered him, proceeding to give him a good pasting (beat up), "He'll be lucky if he gets away in one fucking piece, that's Roger Martin giving him a good kicking. The man's a real headcase (violent man) and just got out of the nick (prison) after being banged up (inside prison) for GBH (grievous bodily harm). "
Tom started to move forward towards where the man was being beaten up, "Maybe we should help Brian...."
Alec grabbed his arm, "Don't be a muppet (stupid) Tom......leave it out (stop what you're doing) .....don't get involved.....let's go into the pub and get a drink. There's a beer in there with my name on it."
With one last look behind him Tom walked into the pub with his mates just behind the girls. Mandy looked back over her shoulder at Tom, and he felt his belly tighten with anticipation.
Alec leaned over and whispered in Tom's ear. "Looks like you're well in there Tom my man. She's a stunner and she looks interested."
"Lend me a one-er (£100) Alec so I can buy her some drinks.....I'll pay you back on pay day."
Pulling some notes from his pocket he peeled off the one hundred quid and told Tom, "Go for it my son (affectionate term for a male friend)...."
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At the club later on Jimmy, fourth pint of the evening in his hand and seeing with beer goggles (seeing with drunken eyes) , stood chatting up this bird with fuzzy dyed blond hair pulled back in a Croydon face lift (hair pulled back so tight in a ponytail it pulls the skin of the forehead up), black roots showing, sharp features and a bad case of acne (zits). He had bought her a couple of Bacardi and Cokes and figured as she was not much of a looker and a dozey mare (woman that's an idiot) she might be desperate and up for it enough so that he could give her a good seeing to (sex) later.
Tom was leaning against the wall chatting with Mandy who turned out to be a trainee teacher and they were getting on really well. Every so often he could feel his eyes drifting down to her curvy cleavage that rose invitingly above her low cut curved neckline of her tight top, and he felt his todger (prick) twitching with anticipation.
Alec who hadn't managed to pull and had been given the bums rush (cold shoulder) by nearly every girl in the club was by now well bladdered (drunk) and feeling morose. Walking up to Tom and interrupting he slurred, "Fucking shit club. All the tarts here are either taken, look like Brass (whores) or arsed faced cows. I'm going for a Jimmy Riddle (pee) and then one more of the amber nectar (larger) and then I'm off down the Indian for a Ruby (Curry)" and he lurched off in the direction of the pisser (toilet).
Jimmy then came over, his arm draped around the shoulder of the slapper (tart) he had pulled and who was by now getting unsteady on her feet due to another couple of Bacardi and Cokes poured down her throat by the desperate Jimmy who was walking around with a Bone on (erection) in anticipation of getting her in the car and getting inside of her. "Where's Jimmy gone?"
"To empty his bladder and then he's going on for a Ruby Murray (curry)."
"Poor sod. Didn't he pull? Never mind Jenny here wouldn't mind a threesome." And he looked down at the girl who was leaning heavily into his side, a stupid grin on her face, "Would you love?"
"What?
"Just say yes, and then I'll take you for an Indian up the road. You'd like a nice chicken vindaloo wouldn't you love."
And giggling and holding on to Jimmy as if he might let her go she said, "Yes."
"See," he told Tom, "She's well up for it." And he steered her off looking for Alec to invite him to the party in the backseat of his new car.
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