costa's greek cousins friday

MORNING TRENDSETTERS

Gym night again last night fellas. Pump class. Lycra, silicon, sweaty pierced bellies.

Surrounded on every degree of the compass by shiny cleavage and glistening thighs. I kept wondering if PB might be here. Caught twice having a quick perve during the lunges. Don't care anymore.

I like the steam room. Not sure what good it does. I haven't been in Honey Dew's good books lately so I thought I'd have an impromptu, sweaty rendevous. It was Asako's - the gym receptonist's - free night. Surely a little harmless flirt would perk things up a bit. Worth a shot.

I adjusted my towel so as not to accidentally flash the castinets and appear crude, sucked in the stomach and entered the steam room. It was empty, of females...

'Hessa garn'? said Sweet Hairy George, reclining like Caligula on the top teak bench.

Sweet Hairy George

George got his nick name because he looks like one of those big hairy fat blokes that creep up on you in the prison showers. Wearing Soap on a rope dangling from his head, he has no neck. The rope he has found practical - for handy retievel, if it gets stuck..or lost.

If I had my way, I would put more Georges in prisons to drop the crime rate.

George - of course - as I'm sure you guessed - is Greek.

Before he got too worked up with his chance encounter, I brought up the Greek Crisis.

'What's the bottom line on the Greek Crisis Georgy?'

He adjusted to the left, tucked his towel in an lent forward on his knees.

'The Greeks - I know - work hard', he said, 'my dad emigrated because he hated the socialists. He came here, worked stupid hours as a green grocer, put Hermes and me through private school.'

'Then why the slovenly work culture back home?' I replied.

'More and more people got on the government payroll. The unions were encouraged by the socialists for shorter hours. Before we knew it, private enterprise was outnumbered and out voted. They got dis-enchanted with footing the bill for the government gravy train and thought - okay we'll dodge our taxes. Tax dodging became a national passtime'.

More from George another time - for now we must introduce our very handsome trendsetter of the day.

Some say that he likes his belly buttons unpierced and prefers a whopper to a greek salad any day.

All we know is... that he's our...

COSTA

Yes Costa is actually Telly Savalas..or Kojak.

'I talk to cousins in Greece all the time... Their attitude is if they (Government) try and increase taxes we will shut Athens down. If they try & decrease our pensions we will Burn parliament house down. If EU don't keep feeding us money we will declare Bankruptcy and bring them all down.I'm not joking....The politicians know this which is why they have said to the people you decide.

Bankruptcy looks like the best option at the moment.

When talking about the referendum they say not our problem
we have money it's the Government that's broke, let them sort it out. How can you Govern an attitude like that?' COSTA

Good, insightful post from the coal face Costa.

Goodluck out there today Gals and Pals.

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PS 38 Trader, yes , nice post on the PEN thread for Nine's