Our shared delusion of peace was shattered by the arrival of the cunt later in the evening. As usual he latched onto my brother faster than a fly to a turd. I could see my brother becoming increasingly uncomfortable so spent the rest of the evening trying to extricate him. The only thing is, whenever I did that, the cunt would go straight for my brother's partner. I hit upon a solution by calling her over to our table. Then my friend from uni's mum called my brother over on a pretext. A result! Then the cunt pestered some other people who rapidly acquired glazed expressions and left shortly afterwards. Surely I shouldn't have to spend so much of my time stopping that leech from upsetting those close to me?
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