The Rest is Silence

My friend who I have mentioned before. Anyway last night he won! Let’s have a party! Everything going great but he can’t resist -‘I’m just nipping out’ Comes back all quiet, a sure sign there’s a problem.

Now the booze is running out. We all turn to him. ‘I’ve fucked up’ meaning he has just lost all the money. What is so funny I find with these situations is everybody standing round then realising the party’s over and having to walk forlornly home. As I say the party was at full swing at 8 and everybody gone home or gone to bed at 9.

This often happens with him. We’re all going on a summer holiday! All the preparations for a week. He was organising it. Anyway, we get there and he hasn’t paid.

’I forgot’. Once again everyone stood around. And of course he couldn’t pay now because he’s lost all his money again. Nothing to do but go home.

He used to lie. And It took me ages to work this out. ‘My coat’s been nicked with all my money in it’. So I took it upon myself to find out where it was. A day spent doing this.

Anyway it happened again and again until it dawned on me he’s not lost his coat at all or had it nicked he’s just lost all his money at the bookies again. When I addressed him finally he looked straight ahead and just didn’t say anything.

There was a news piece a few years ago about some fella who had got all his friends to invest in something. Turned out there was nothing. It was a complete fantasy. One of those conned caught up with him and on camera confronted him with all his questions. Just silence, no response. Like my friend.

I don’t know if was had up for fraud or anything. I think he might just have got away with it, simply moved on.

My friend never has to move on. He has his martyr-like ex- wife to support him.

Just keep silent and everything will be alright.

Nominated by: Miles Plastic

50 thoughts on “The Rest is Silence

  1. He needs to man up and face his issues. He’s got a gambling problem. Probably doesn’t help that his wife is tolerant. He needs a shock, like his wife leaving him until he gives up gambling, to get it under control.

    Gambling is a cunt.

  2. Studies suggest that in an average sized group of friends, at least one person will be hiding a gambling addiction.
    My money’s on Steve….

  3. “Never give a sucker an even break.”

    Amazing how some people allow themselves be duped by a known reprobate over and over again.

  4. I have a friend with this problem. You always heard about the winnings never about the losses. He gave it up last year and won’t even join a sweep-stake now.

  5. I’m on with this nom….

    The sound of Silence.

    Silence is Golden,

    The silence is Deafening.

    👍

  6. Gambling is a can of can’t. Even more so if the gambler becomes addicted.
    Hanging on with hope the next go will be a win.
    The only winner is the house (the gambling establishment).
    For the love of dog steer clear of those places.

    • So this bloke either has a gambling problem or he’s a lying twat. Or both. I don’t understand why this happens again and again. Only if you let it. He’d only do it once with me.

      • Precisely.

        ‘Who should we have organise our holiday?’
        ‘Err… how about our “friend”, the one who consistently fucks up…’

        🙄

  7. I’ve been really lucky with gambling…. never won a thing. Always lost the 20 quid or so I put in so I never got what the excitement is about.
    Gambling is a cunt. The house always wins and I’m amazed that there are so many suckers out there who just keep handing over their money for nothing in return.
    The government should introduce a 99% tax on all gambling company profits and spend the money on reprogramming the kind of idiots that fuck their lives up with gambling.

  8. Silence is better than another lie I guess. Reminds me of the shows that have cameras go along with cops and the niggiz always tell the cop that the pants he his wearing with a pocket full of crack rocks is “not mine”. Oh FFS! Silence would have been better. Basically an admission of guilt in a cowardly way.

  9. I spend on my spare money on scotch so gambling has never been an issue.
    Then again I virulently despise mist sports.

  10. I am one of the few people who have made a profit out of gambling. One day in 1968 I was leaving my employer’s recreation club (remember those?) and I put a tanner in the one-armed bandit in the entrance hall. It spat out three tanners which I put in my pocket and walked away. Only time I ever gambled. I remember my mother had a visceral hatred of gambling which came from her experience in the 1930s of seeing kids around her literally starving due to their father’s gambling. I sometimes think that people who gamble could do with an appreciation of basic maths, but I guess it’s not that simple. Morning all.

  11. A close family member was a gambler. Caused absolute chaos. Loan shark heavies at massive unpayable interest, stealing from and conning friends and family, made homeless due to the heavies visiting – the lot.

    Sorted in the end but fuck me.

    There isn’t much difference between a truly fucked up gambler and a smackhead.

  12. I’ve got a so-called friend who borrowed money off me. He hasn’t paid me back yet.

    Some of his business takings are in cash and not declared in his accounts. He also pays his staff partly on the books and partly in cash – PAYE, NICs and pension contributions not being deducted for the latter.

    I have decided to stop being a customer at his business and see if he clicks.

    If he doesn’t, I’ll will report him to HMRC for tax evasion.

    Lesson learned – don’t lend money to peacefuls.

  13. Gambling can be fun and exciting, I don’t gamble now but I used to enjoy a day out at the races, always had a limit on spending. If I won great but if I lost just reflected on the enjoyable day.
    If you go out with the objective of winning then winning is the only pleasure, addictive gamblers are lost before they start.

    On a comical note of staying silent, I watched The Abbott on the news this morning, she was asked multiple times if she would now support The Kweer after the Batley result, she had more swerves that a slalom skier 😂

  14. Miles smack the cunt and tell him to fuck off. Every time you see him again smack the cunt again. You’ll feel better by helping him realise what a total cunt he is. Never know if he gets enough smacks he may change. Call it a service. Cunt

  15. The Silence, it must be the emptiness of ones pockets, the loneliest feeling imaginable when there’s no one to bail you out.
    Gambling with money not yet earned (the till) has got to be the saddest experience when it doesn’t win.
    All that is forgotten in an instance when the nag gets up by a nose, the euphoria is the drug and so the cycle continues. Speaking From experience of course 🤫. I never wish those days back. I still dabble but only with stakes that amount to a couple of pint’s in the local. Still love it though. I’ll put up a Nap one of the days.

  16. Gambling? Each to their own – I have a bet on the Grand National but apart from that never bother.
    My Nephew is regularly seen tipping £200 into a fruit machine – gets £80 out, thinks he’s won 80 quid! 🤦‍♂️
    Glad he’s not my accountant.
    Scrounging and taking the piss for gambling?
    NO – prey on someone weaker.

    • Hate the sight of one arm bandits, scratch cards, virtual gaming, online betting (just don’t do it or you’re fucked) and lotteries . I know someone wins the lottery occasionally but it’s a needle in a haystack odds.
      Sports betting can be fun, if you don’t expect a profit and small stakes give just as much joy.
      I know many retired people who look forward to a punt to make it through the day. The bet is placed in the morning and out the door of the bookies with the results to look forward too at the end of the evening.

  17. My local has a TV dedicated to the horse racing, half the locals are gamblers – shouting the odds (so to speak) and getting bladdered with a handful of money on Monday, can’t pay the rent on Friday.
    They never learn – as with everything considered a vice – own it, never let it own you.

  18. ‘The silence’ you have described is indeed a cunt. Best thing to do is to make clear to him he’s suffering from an addiction, don’t lend him any more money and if necessary tell him to fuck off. He’s likely only going to snap out of it the hard way though.

    I’m a gambler too however, but stick solely to football ante-post bets. the upside of how shit the sport has become is that it’s generally predictable. In recent years have managed to make a sizable profit from it, while only laying small stakes, you just have to know your stuff and be prepared to wait up to 9-10 months until a bet has run its course. It also helps to despise losses, however small.

    Anything else: single matches, the horses, dogs, casinos, fruit machines et al are as good as tipping money down the drain.

    There’s a reason the CEO of Bet365 ‘earns’ £400m a year, and it isn’t because gambling is generally a smart way to ‘invest’ your hard-earned.

    The bookies really hit pay-dirt with mainstream use of the internet, and particularly the proliferation of smart phones. Most people laying bets now wouldn’t have gone near a dirty, smelly, smoke and reprobate filled bookie shop in the past, and likely not even known how to place a bet, or fully grasped the notions of ‘the odds’ even if they did. Now it’s all worked out for you and the amount of different ways you can bet on a sporting event is absurd.

    Add the fact that in the past alcohol was prohibited in bookies, while now you can bet while getting smashed in the pub or sat at home in front of the TV, at any time of day or night, with the ability to top up your account from your bank account at the touch of a button. There are now no real controls in place to prevent people spunking their pay-packet up the wall (or worse) or even becoming addicted.

    The final boon for them was the relaxing of regulations in gambling advertising. Ray Winstone no doubt earns a tidy sum for lending his image/voice to Bet365 as do many football ‘pundits’. The mercenary cunts.

    ‘Remember, gamble responsibly’. Thanks, Ray.

  19. I’m up on gambling. Never bet on a horse but bought the very occasional scratch card in my lunchtime years ago. I won £25 and never bought another.

  20. If you wanna gamble I tell ya im ya man!
    You win some
    You lose some
    Its all the same to me….

    Mr L. kilminster
    🤘♠️

    • Nobody gives a dam when you’re down on your luck
      Lady chance she won’t dance
      Loved the Phil as well

      • #metoo mecuntry.
        A great band.
        You know im born to lose,
        And gambling for fools
        But thats the way I like it baby
        I don’t wanna live forever!!
        👍♠️

    • Epic lyrics that will always stay with me NMC . Valentino’s in a cold sweat
      put all his money an that last bet
      It’s not that he doesn’t tell the truth
      But you know somethings wrong
      Waiting for an alibi.

  21. Miles Plastic, I would consider confronting your friend with an ultimatum that leaves his good self in no doubt that his constant carelessness of commitment cannot continue.
    You of course will be vilified by the same person your trying to help.
    Time will pass and if they value you’re relationship they will make amends.
    If not , we’ll you might be better off without there drama

  22. Just tell him to “Fuck Off”…a friend in need is a fucking pest.

    • It’s hard to tell someone Fuck off in their own castle , even if they couldn’t afford to supply drink after inviting everyone.
      Feckless Fucker is the sound of your friend Miles

    • Dick@
      My goldfish was rushed to hospital on Wednesday night.
      Turns out hes fishflake intolerant.
      He needs a fin transplant.
      Im at my wits end!!
      Crying, worried sick about Panzer my goldfish.
      The operation is very expensive.
      Im about, ohh say £3grand shy of the total?
      I know in your heart your a good man,
      And im the son you never wanted but …
      How you fixed for a sub??

      • A phrase or term that sums him up Mecuntry ‘man child’.
        Theres definitely mental issues and all.
        He likes to win big. He is very generous when he does. Like Father Christmas coming. Trouble is he loses again and want the pesents back to redeem at the shop. To bet more.
        Many times I’ve had in my hand over a thousand pounds so he wont just lose it again. Oh but the wearisome of his asking for it all the time.
        Don’t see him much now. I forgot what he was capable of (so the Nom).

      • Miles , the fact that you don’t see him much these days means nothing has changed with him.
        I can rest assured that if he did change his ways you would be seeing the person you once knew.
        They , them would be convincing you of their new found self.

    • I’ll put a packet of Harry Ramsden’s batter-mix in the post,Mis….a good coating of that and a hot oil bath’ll sharp cure the fucker’s problems.

      • Hehehe 😀
        Your a harsh man Fiddler.
        But nobody’s fool.👍

  23. If you’re going to have an addiction, man up and make it a decent one, e.g alcohol, class A drugs,sadomasochism.
    I put gambling on the same level as “J1mmy Sav1le disease”

  24. I put my hands up here.

    In over 40 years of betting on the horses and football, I have probably pissed away over £100,000. Maybe even more than that. And like all gamblers, I have never admitted my losses to anyone
    However, I got lucky with a racehorse that I owned in a syndicate. I had a quarter share. He cost £10,000 as a yearling at the sales, and he turned out to be very very good, and he won some nice races and good prize money, and we landed some monster bets.
    We sold him to a syndicate in Hong Kong for a fucking fortune. I got all my money back (plus some). Enough to cover all my career losses.

    I am now in front, and not had a bet in over 5 years. But a gambler is never cured.

    (And – the horse never won a race for the chi¡¡¡nkie cunts that paid a fortune for him).

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