Thursday, September 15, 2005

Lounge Lizard




There you go, that dynamic, young executive with a full social calendar - a one-way ticket to jet set city. You're on first name terms with the world's best barmen, you smoke far too much yet stay slim and trim, your bed is round and every morning you look in the mirror and swear it's saying 'Thank you'. Mothers lift their children up for you to kiss and your tailor never charges. Cabarets were made for you, bars are a second home and a large cocktail is a kiss from a loved one. You can't fight the facts - you're the tops, kid.



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