Porno Rave and Being called a "Chav"

Not military...I bomb-proof schools in combat zones.

Been doing it for years and made enought to just donate my time at this point.

I do have to wear a helment and vest sometimes but have never carried a gun. Big letters on the front of my helment says "CIVILIAN." So far, it might as well be a giant painted bullseye as it's in Arabic as well and that hasn't stopped the shooting at me.

As for the experience... I'm sure I'll treat it like the Mardi-Gras it is and be sure and throw you something glowing from VIP if you ask nice. We have an expression across the pond called "Show your Ti.ts"

Plus, I'll be the first one on a speaker and can teach you a few things about thowring shapes and the feeling of eupria. With our without the feeling of rolling like truck tires. Your children son, move over and let the adults show you how it's done.

Every Rave is a Porno-Rave...Ibiza will be no exception. Dont hate the player, sunshine, hate the game. And thanks for the refrence to Beverlys, I'll be sure and tell them you sent me at the Green Door.

And Zulator, enough allready....first your going to stab people in the face and now your down to calling people C.unts you havent' even met. Keep this up and I'll be forced to taunt you a third time. Neh. Aren't you a little thin for the thug life anyway?
 
Yeah I have to dress in stuff like that for my Mrs its says 'bitch' on it, hey ho, what are they like ....really!

Now i dont do VIP, and I really should at my age, I dont understand it, you miss the best vibe just so you can pour your own drinks... hmm I dont get that. Its a falming night club. If you like chi chi go to l'elephant, atzaro or pikes and cage yourself into a corner there, thats better value.

Love to all at Beverlyes, what a place! Guten nacht!
 
Not military...I bomb-proof schools in combat zones.

Been doing it for years and made enought to just donate my time at this point.

I do have to wear a helment and vest sometimes but have never carried a gun. Big letters on the front of my helment says "CIVILIAN." So far, it might as well be a giant painted bullseye as it's in Arabic as well and that hasn't stopped the shooting at me.

As for the experience... I'm sure I'll treat it like the Mardi-Gras it is and be sure and throw you something glowing from VIP if you ask nice. We have an expression across the pond called "Show your Ti.ts"

Plus, I'll be the first one on a speaker and can teach you a few things about thowring shapes and the feeling of eupria. With our without the feeling of rolling like truck tires. Your children son, move over and let the adults show you how it's done.

Every Rave is a Porno-Rave...Ibiza will be no exception. Dont hate the player, sunshine, hate the game. And thanks for the refrence to Beverlys, I'll be sure and tell them you sent me at the Green Door.

And Zulator, enough allready....first your going to stab people in the face and now your down to calling people C.unts you havent' even met. Keep this up and I'll be forced to taunt you a third time. Neh. Aren't you a little thin for the thug life anyway?

Whatever....
 
And Zulator, enough allready....first your going to stab people in the face and now your down to calling people C.unts you havent' even met. Keep this up and I'll be forced to taunt you a third time. Neh. Aren't you a little thin for the thug life anyway?

Zutalor will have you stabbed for this :lol: :arrow:
 
some st. tropez-people think ibiza is a chav-heaven ? !



"...
Saint-Tropez mayor fights to bring back the glamour

Glamorous St Tropez battles invasion of the 'chavs'


Super yachts still squeeze into its tiny old port, Ferraris still line its tiny back roads,
stars still spend £10,000 on a bottle of top champagne,
but something has changed in Saint-Tropez.

By Henry Samuel in Saint-Tropez
Published: 21 Aug 2009

The little fishing port that swept to glamourdom in the 1950s thanks to Brigitte Bardot
is concerned that an invasion of tacky, stetson-wearing "chavs" is frightening away wealthier, more exclusive customers
and turning it into a French Ibiza.

And they have elected a new mayor they hope will temper the town's showy excesses,
stem encroaching tack, and keep "attracting a quality clientele".

"We want Saint-Tropez to continue to have an image of excellence," said Jean-Pierre Tuvéri,
gazing across the sea from his office.

The mayor, 70, readily admits to being nostalgic for the "golden age" when glamorous
but discreet actors like Gary Cooper strolled on the port in espadrilles and chatted with locals.

Now, up to 100,000 day trippers pack into the tiny seafront of a town whose population is 5,600, queuing to buy ice creams and sandwiches and gawp at yachts like the Eclipse, Roman Abramovich's 550ft helicopter-carrying monster.

Shot glasses and gold condoms emblazoned with "I love Saint-Tropez" are doing a roaring trade in the port's souvenir shop.

For some locals, radical action is required.

"Look at this human tide.
It's becoming Ibiza.
I haven't heard a cicada all summer.

You can't see the sun, you can't see the sea," said Alain Spada,
a former mayor who tried to crack down on unlawful property development in early 1990s and was ousted before the end of his term after receiving death threats.

There are fewer stars than before, he claimed, and those that are prepared to face the hordes are of very different ilk – figures from reality TV, "bling" gold-chained rappers and footballers. "People are coming here for a myth that no longer exists. But for how much longer?" he asked.

But Jean Roch, whose VIP Room is one of Saint-Tropez' most select night clubs claimed little had really changed.

"There have never been so many stars," he said. "OK, so we don't have Brigitte Bardot. Et alors? Last week Naomi Campbell came – for me that's just as impressive." Leonardo Di Caprio, Jack Nicholson, Karl Lagerfeld, the rappers Snoop Dog and Puff Daddy are just a few of the celebrities who turned up recently.

Bernadette Chirac even showed up in jeans two weeks ago, along with Bernard Arnaud, France's richest man.

"It's nothing like Ibiza. It's a great mixture. You have the bling-bling of the port but also the boulle players of the Place des Lices, the arrière-pays, the old houses.

"Today, it's more universal: there's something for everyone. What's wrong with ice-cream eaters – I'm happy for them and happy for people with superb yachts," he said.

The new mayor, an independent right-winger, conceded his room for manoeuvre was limited.

"My wish is not to get rid of Saint-Tropez's bling image – that is part of its identity now. My policy is simply to try and drag its brand image upwards via culture," he said.

He wants to build two new museums and has launched a cultural festival in a local chateau. He has also tentatively tried to reduce the helicopter traffic that locals complain has become intolerable and has part-pedestrianised the port.

He has a theory that Saint-Tropez follows cycles of excesses, which voters correct through the ballot box when they threaten its identity. His predecessor was voted out for proposing to build a third port, which would have brought even more crowds.

His main rival, Michel Mède, from President Nicolas Sarkozy's UMP party, hopes to succeed him on a "bling is good" ticket, and set up an international poker festival and prestige parties on yachts.

Not far from the port, Patrice de Colmont runs a select beach restaurant called Club 55, named after the year his parents served food from their wood cabin to Brigitte Bardot and the cast of And God Created Woman.

Today it is a favourite hang-out for beautiful people, actors and billionaires.

He is optimistic. "We must respect the past not regret it.
Saint-Tropez has never simply been a game reserve for billionaires, like Monte Carlo.
As one famous customer used to say to me:
'I no longer see the Saint-Tropez that I used to love and which seduced me,
But all I know is my children love the Saint-Tropez of today."
..."
(telegraph.co.uk)
 
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