Back in university days Richard and I with other friends would meet up at the Grand Hotel in Willis Street on Friday evenings and plan our evening. This usually took the form of eavesdropping on other students to learn where the parties were or following up on one of Tony's dubious 'invitations'.
When and if we got to a party and were 'invited' in we would stand about discussing whether one or any of us might get lucky with a woman at the party. The banter was all passive -aggressive stuff where the challenge was to subtly undermine your friend without actually coming out and standing in his way.
This cartoon I read today reminded me of that.
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