We don't have a flash car, cleaner or Rolex's, but our living room has the WOW factor.
I'd like to think i'm not a snob, but if your living room is smaller than mine you ain't cuttin it.
The enormous gold, jewel-encrusted crown and ermine robes I wear at all times
Personally i couldn't give a toss what anyone has or doesn't have. And i don't care what people think of the stuff i have/don't have.
Sorry, but for me it's all about whether you're smiling or not. 😀
[i]jewel-encrusted crown[/i]
did it come with a headset?
That kid is awesome 8)
You see, he's cool!
In fact, he looks a bit like me. Without the grille though.
[i]but our [b]living room[/b] [/i]
calling it that means you've already lost 🙂
I don't bloody think so old bean
Which one of the doors in that lobby leads to the living room? 🙂
our living room has the WOW factor.
POIDH.
I have real Crocs and a Creative MP3 player that also has a tiny video screen, and FM Radio.
Also have a Freeplay Companion windup radio, and two real SAKs, one is the SWISS CHAMP and has a leather case.
I have real Crocs
Do they have lasers on their heads like my pet sharks do?
The enormous gold, jewel-encrusted crown and ermine robes I wear at all timesI thought it was the collection of Greggs wrappers Binners 😀
Our Atrium has a fountain
My Dolphin is now fluent in Mandarin, that's 5 languages under its fin.
My health and athletic body oh and full head of hair.
I'd like to think i'm not a snob, but [s]if your living room is smaller than mine you ain't cuttin it.[/s] I am a complete tool
FTFY!
Dislike any sort of status symbol - e.g. I've never had a car anyone would think much of.
However I'm in Burke's Peerage which wasn't my choice - not that it means anything but it's a thing I suppose.
My status symbol.... Is my casual scruffiness, flippant demeanor and general ennui that only the truly well-to-do can pull off. Like using an Old Etonian tie to hold your troos up.
Only those that matter could ever recognise my elevated station in life. Everyone else erroneously thinks I'm just a lazy git that's given up.
It's who has the most bikes. You remember what bikes are, eh?
My Strava feed 😉
My status symbol.... Is my casual scruffiness, flippant demeanor and general ennui that only the truly well-to-do can pull off. Like using an Old Etonian tie to hold your troos up.
The truth is often said in jest. Unfortunately my inlaws are much the same, the difference being they are not remotely aware of it so lacks any contrivance.
A fox shit on my doorstep over the weekend.
Even the local vermin won't respect me.
That's not my name, by the way.
Whatever you say, [i]Gabriel[/i].
My bitches 🙄
my trophy wife, Brian
Screw your living room.
My toilet is indoors!
Well Burke's Peerage has an online search function, and there's NO ONE with the surname Shark in there, so I'm calling BS. 😀However I'm in Burke's Peerage which wasn't my choice
I once worked with a bloody grumpy mechanical engineer called Burke. I'll send him an e-mail tomorrow to see if you are in the next edition.
Posture and height.
Allows me to look down on people easier.
Well Burke's Peerage has an online search function, and there's NO ONE with the surname Shark in there, so I'm calling BS
He may have got confused with Peer's Berkage which lists the achievements of utter idiots 😀
I've got all five stars on my name badge.
If you look at me in the sunlight and squint a little, you can see my aura of AWESOME twinkling around me.
That is my status symbol.
Rail Riders! I was in that!
Ooh, I forgot. I have a Blue Peter badge somewhere.
Absolutely ****ing amazing genes.
I am fit, clever and good looking. So are all my kids my wife even the hamsters a sex god.(in hamster land)
I'm a pretty big wheel down at the cracker factory.









