if you cant get a woman get a cranbrook man

While us Cranbrook old-boys have heard this mantra many times, we still love to bask in the fact that we were never the ones short of a girl or two.

I remember the quality of the young Bellevue Hill girls which would stalk us boys during lunch break. It was nothing short of fantastic. They must have found us irrisistable. Great times were had through the school yard fence. Some of the best romps I've ever had in my life.

But anyway, back to the story. The nearby Scots College school boys were always well awear of the fun us Cranbrook boys were indulging in. As such, they started paying the girls off with their lunch money to entice them into the Scots school yard instead. After a day or two, our hormones got the better of us, so we collectively gathered from our fathers some five-times as much lunch money as our Scots College rivals. And so the next day the girls were back and the good times rolled on. The Scots plebs just couldn't compete with our coin-power.

And that taught me a valuable lesson in life - if you want something nice, expect to pay for it.
Melissa is going just fine, in case you were all wondering.