I now belong to a country club

Well, technically, it’s a “Golf and Winter Club”, this being Siberia and all.

I will commence looking down my nose at you smelly proles momentarily, but first I must find a monocle suitable for the task.

3 Responses to “I now belong to a country club”

  1. sporkless Says:

    What kind of shoddy organization could let your kind in?

  2. Krankor Says:

    The kind that doesn’t do background checks, apparently.

  3. Ignatius F. Pig, Esq. Says:

    I think the smoking jacket and the expensive goblet filled with cognac were the first step in your rise to social greatness, or whatever passes for social greatness in the godforsaken hellhole known as Edmonton.