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NaughtyI was dragged to a school reunion a few years back by an old friend and it was pretty much as I feared; full of people who had learned nothing and forgotten nothing.
So the stock question is: What's yr job?
Only I got bored with this and started going from group to group telling bigger and bigger lies... "Oh, I'm just back from piloting oil tankers round the Med," to "I design banknotes for the Bank of England. On yr tenner there, see that squiggle? That's me," to "Can't talk about it. Very hush hush."
Bunch of dullards.
