Sounds like this cunt I worked for when I first went to Spain. Had a picture of a stunning girl on the wall, reckoned it was his ex, gave it the big one as to how he had to finish with her for some reason or other. Then it got knocked off the wall, the back came off the frame and it turned out to have been cut out of
Vogue.
Used to tell "amusing" anecdotes about himself which always ran out of gas as he couldn't keep up the bull shit. He'd end up saying "...and... and... and I don't remember what happened next but I was very cool and everyone liked me"
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