A well-old term, probably not used much these days. For all RR fogies who actually remember what a "Grippo" was - thought I'd see if we could get a thread going for all your tales of Grippo-fun and frolics, specifically the American Grippo species (who just couldn't get enough of your "British accent"). So come on - give it up! Did you spend time with some rich mother-f***er with an essence daughter in his luxury pad somewhere - being fed, watered and ragged, bagged and shagged - never having to put hand in pocket to pay for owt? I could start by recounting a dit concerning a well-rich American bender residing in Cannes in the S. of France taking me back to the ship in the back of his Roller, but I was young, innocent and it was a purely platonic relationship. Got lashed up to f**k and managed to return onboard with my rectum still intact. I told him that I didn't do back-scuttling and he found this hilarious, so every day I wasn't duty this Rolls Royce shows up and away I goes for another fun filled day of alcohol, scran and rides in this shirt-lifters personal helicopter. His luxury villas pool chock full of near-naked tarts helped to pass the time as well. Four days of it. Had a blast. Any more?