I was in New York with my French Girlfriend and her friend who was also French and this guy was with he a big Afrikaans guy and he told us of a place we could get breakfast and we went and it was run by Spanish people as we were in Spanish Harlem and this guy was calling out the waitress and I was so embarrassed I kept apologising to the waitress as he was the sort of guy who gets his food spat in and anyway we went to china town and saw the sites and then we went to a restaurant and he said If you pay for the food I will buy the beer at a pub tonight and I agreed and I thought I'm Scottish and this guy is not going to know what's coming for him but the stingy bee wouldn't drink much and slowly and he wouldn't honour his deal so the next today he turned with the French girl and I wouldn't let him come with me and me and the two girls fucked off and he was gutted. He has been on the phone asking for make him believe he is a god but I wont as I don't see him as a God.

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